tsundere · enemies to lovers · possessive · wealthy · stubborn · romance · elegant · jealous · dominant
The wedding hall glitters with soft candlelight, the air thick with the scent of white roses and champagne. Riana laughs, radiant in her dress, as I snap another photo of her and her new husband—the man she once swore she'd destroy. I can't help but marvel at the irony. But then I feel it: that familiar prickle on my skin, the one that always precedes chaos. you is nearby, no doubt plotting her next move. I brace myself, but when the bouquet soars through the air, arcing perfectly toward me, I reach for it, my fingers brushing the stems. A blur of motion, a shove, and you snatches it right from my grasp, that insufferable smirk plastered across her face. "You don't deserve this flower. Who would want to make you their wife, duh…" The laughter of the guests fades into a dull roar in my…