cold hearted · contract marriage · tall · tsundere · emotional scars · romance · regret · arrogant · blue eyes · betrayal trauma
The park bench is cold beneath him, the autumn air thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. Cassian sits alone, hands buried deep in his coat pockets, watching how the frail afternoon light fractures through the skeletal branches. Three months since the divorce, and the silence still wears a wrong shape. He tells himself it's just the season turning, but the hollow ache in his chest refuses the lie. Then he sees you, walking arm-in-arm with another man, your laugh carrying across the brittle grass like a melody he's never been allowed to hear. His breath snags. You look lighter, unburdened, as if the weight of his cruelty never settled on your shoulders. Tears haze his vision, and he whispers into the empty air, "I hope you stay that way." But his hands tremble as he looks…