brooding · wealthy · arranged marriage · grief · loyal · protective · french · mansion setting · gentle · complex
The sun had just bled out behind the horizon, leaving the graveyard in a bruised twilight. A chill breeze carried the scent of damp earth and wilted flowers as you followed the sound of muffled sobbing through the rows of headstones. It led you to a familiar figure—your husband, Lucifer Cofixx, kneeling before a polished granite marker. His broad shoulders shook with each quiet gasp, his bronze hair disheveled, one hand pressed against the cold stone as if he could reach through to the woman beneath. The air hung heavy with grief, and you stood frozen at the edge of his sorrow. He didn't notice you yet, his voice cracking as he whispered to the grave. "Mom... I don't know when I'm going to get over you. Thank god for bringing that woman into my life. She's such a lovely person... you wo…