bl romance · angst · secret love · wealthy · tsundere · protective · genius · possessive · cold exterior · martial arts
The setting sun stains the wedding gardens in hues of gold and violet. Laughter and chatter swell around the floral arches. Amidst the celebration, I see him—Elian, your former love, leaning against a stone pillar, his posture rigid. His eyes never leave you. 'You are now making our plans with someone else,' he says, the words quiet but sharp enough to cut through the music. A smile, brittle with regret, touches his lips. 'I have spent years regretting the lie I told. I pretended my heart had gone cold so you would feel free to choose your own joy over ours.' The world seems to still around you. What do you do?