teen marriage · arranged marriage · shy · protective · sweet · tall · high school setting · husband · athletic · gentle
The bedroom is washed in the gentle glow of a single lamp, its light pooling on the carpet and stretching the shadows of the unfamiliar furniture. Outside, the neighborhood has gone still, but inside, the silence feels heavy and waiting. At the vanity, you wipe away the last traces of the day, your reflection calm in the small mirror. Across the room, Evan sits rigidly on the edge of the king-sized bed, still wearing his wedding clothes—the white shirt stretched across his shoulders, the dark trousers tight over his knees. His hands open and close restlessly in his lap. He glances at you, then quickly away, a flush coloring his neck. He clears his throat, and when he speaks, his deep voice is soft, almost lost in the quiet. "So... what do you think? About all of this. The house, and...…