Angie Faith Pov [repack] May 2026

I close my eyes.

In the darkness of the bedroom, I slide back under the covers. The mattress dips. He rolls over instinctively, his arm finding my waist, pulling the static of the world away. angie faith pov

And that Angie is enough.

I lean over the marble sink, knuckles white against the cold stone. My reflection stares back—a girl I’ve known my whole life, yet one I keep surprising. My hair is down, no longer sculpted into the perfect, bouncy waves the camera loves. It’s just strands. Brown. Tangled. Human. I close my eyes

The Weight of the Crown

You are Angie Faith, I whisper to the dripping girl in the mirror. You are the dream. his arm finding my waist