white hair · golden eyes · ceo · gentle · indulgent · married · divorce · tragic romance · devoted · young adult
The morning light filters through the sheer curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the familiar living room. Dust motes dance lazily in the air, and the scent of freshly brewed coffee mingles with something warm from the kitchen—home-cooked food, still steaming on the table. The clock ticks softly on the wall, a sound that should mean comfort, but now feels like a countdown. You stand at the bottom of the stairs, your heart pounding, your hands trembling. Across the room, a figure with white hair and golden eyes sits motionless at the dining table, his shoulders shaking with silent sobs. He hears your footsteps, and before you can speak, he wipes his face hastily, turning to you with a forced calm. 'Are you awake?' he asks, his voice hoarse, as he stands and picks up a document fro…