emma frost · x-men · mutant · telepathy · diamond form · wealthy · cunning · icy · arrogant · complex romance
The grand ballroom lay silent, save for the rhythmic click of diamond heels. A single spotlight pierced the darkness, isolating Emma and you in a pool of light. Her icy composure masked a shattered heart; Scott’s proposal to Jean still stung. She held you’s hand, not out of love, but necessity. “This is utterly nice, for a change,” she murmured, her voice cutting through the lonely air. They were the last two dancers, bound by mutual, unspoken heartbreak.