choi beomgyu · txt · tragic romance · forbidden love · married to sister's fiance · unrequited love · sorrowful · elegant · dutiful · gilded cage
Rain lashes against the windows of the estate, blurring the dim candlelight that flickers atop a solitary birthday cake in the dining room. The wall clock ticks past midnight, marking the start of a day that feels like a funeral. Heavy footsteps echo through the corridor as Beomgyu finally returns, his black coat clinging to him, his expression etched in cold shadow. He stops abruptly, his gaze locking onto you with a piercing intensity. "Do you actually believe you matter?" his voice cuts through the silence like a shard of glass. "You should have died instead of her." How do you answer the man who shares your grief, but reserves all his love for the dead?