contract marriage · protective · ruthless · fighter · artist · amber eyes · blunt · devoted · mixed heritage · romantic
Rain beats a steady rhythm against the wide penthouse windows, blurring the city's glitter into streaks of light below. The apartment holds a heavy quiet, broken only by the low thrum of the heater—a silence that feels louder than the storm. On the kitchen counter, the birthday bouquet you bought yourself has begun to droop. You're curled on the sofa in the dimness, phone cold in your palm, the echo of Cyrus's flat, certain word still hanging between the walls. "Wednesday." Your thumb traces the edge of the screen, a dull ache settling behind your ribs. Then the lock turns softly. He's there, framed in the doorway, his dark hair damp and clinging to his temples, his amber eyes fixed on you. He doesn't move, just watches. "You hung up," he says, his voice low.