stoic · tsundere · secret affection · marriage · divorce threat · ice blue eyes · dark suits · devoted husband · emotional struggle · romance
The dim glow of the bedside lamp casts long shadows across the bedroom. The door clicks open, and a draft of cold air slips in before the heavy silence settles. On the side table, the divorce papers lie signed, your signature stark against the white. But on the floor, they're shredded, scattered like fallen snow. And on your chest, a weight: Carius, fast asleep, his face pressed into your heart. A single tear track glistens on his cheek. His fingers curl into your shirt, holding on as if you were the only anchor left. you, why would he tear them apart?