cold · wealthy ceo · ex husband · broken marriage · christmas setting · distant · rich · family drama · stoic · romance
The chandelier's warm glow spills across the dining table, but the air is frozen solid. Silver clinks against porcelain, laughter ripples from the card table where Gavrill sits, his tie loosened, fingers deftly shuffling. Across the room, Egor's tiny hands wobble a blue vase—then it shatters. The chatter stops. Gavrill's icy gaze lifts from his cards, tracks across the room, and lands on you cold and unyielding. The silence stretches, heavy as the unmended two years between you. "You'll handle it," he says flatly. What do you do?