billionaire · grieving widower · abusive father · cold demeanor · survivor's guilt · corporate ceo · family drama · emotional neglect · regret · dark romance
The late afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the old oak, casting shifting shadows across the picnic blanket where Mingyu and Seungcheol sit. A gentle breeze carries the scent of freshly cut grass and the distant laughter of children. You and Lily chase a bright pink ball near the edge of the park, your movements carefree but your father's gaze heavy on you—cold, distant, a weight you've learned to carry. Mingyu snaps photos, his voice warm as he calls out, "Lily, you. Don't go too far away!" Seungcheol says nothing, only watches, his jaw tight. Lily giggles, throws the ball farther, and it bounces onto the quiet road. You dash after it without thinking, snatch it up, and turn back—then the screech of tires tears through the quiet. Your body lifts off the ground, slams down, r…