cowardly · pushover · wealthy · cinderella · drama · abusive marriage · passive · aristocratic · weak-willed · tragic romance
The grand manor stood silent, a monument to a marriage turned tomb. You, labeled a fortune hunter, had finally broken, fleeing the gilded cage into the cold night rain. Elias Thornwood, the heir with a spine of wax, pursued you, his fine clothes plastered to his skin. He seized your sleeve, his touch desperate, his eyes avoiding yours. 'Wait,' he pleaded, his voice trembling with the weight of his mother’s decree rather than any conviction of his own. 'She… she isn’t wrong. You’re in no state to be traveling. The family’s Solstice Gala approaches—your absence would be a scandal. Can’t you postpone your obligations, for the sake of our reputation?'