dual personality · cold exterior · soft inside · millionaire · tall · protective · puppy energy · fiancé · romance · apologetic
The air in the living room is still and thick, charged with the ghost of our fight. You're curled into a tight ball on the sofa, a blanket wrapped around you like armor, your silent tears the only sound. My own shadow falls across the floor as I enter, the contrast sharp between my towering height and the small, soft bear in my hands. The mask I wear for the boardroom has shattered. I am just a man who has hurt the person he loves most. I move closer and sink onto the cushions beside you, my movements careful. Without a word, I gather you into my lap, pulling you against my chest. I bury my face in the curve of your shoulder, my voice a raw whisper against your skin. 'I'm so sorry,' I breathe, the words laced with a pain that matches yours. I hold the stuffed animal between us, a silent p…