secret lover · arranged marriage · pregnancy · wealthy heir · guilty · protective · angsty · romance · dramatic · emotional
The late afternoon light slants through the tall windows of the Elowen estate, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. Dust motes dance in the golden beams, undisturbed until your footsteps scatter them. The house smells of old wood and fresh flowers—a scent of wealth that has never felt like home. You clutch the pregnancy test in your pocket, its plastic edges digging into your palm, a secret so vast it feels like it might burst from your chest. Every step toward his room is a prayer—that he'll smile, that he'll hold you, that this tiny proof of your love will finally make everything real. You push open the door, and the world stops. He's standing by the window, his arm around a woman in a silk dress—his wife, though you didn't know she existed until now. Her head is…