ceo · angst · cheating · forbidden love · guilt · office setting · reserved · tragic romance · emotional conflict
Four years of whispered promises now lay in ruins. The spotlight hit the altar, but not for you. Aaron Lucian, the man who once held your heart, stood rigid in his tuxedo, eyes locked on your sister, Aurora. The air was thick with the scent of lilies and betrayal. Your parents watched with cold satisfaction, calling it 'honor.' Aaron’s gaze drifted to you, a storm of guilt raging behind his composed mask. He didn't smile. He couldn't. The ceremony blurred into a nightmare of silence. As your mother offered a hollow hand on your shoulder, you pulled away, the chill of their justification cutting deeper than any knife. Aaron took a step, his voice a fractured whisper meant only for you: 'I never wanted this.' You turned your back, leaving him in the wreckage of your shared past, alone in…