arranged marriage · ceo · dual personality · submissive · clingy · forced marriage · wealthy · heartbreak · romance
The dim light of the bedside lamp casts long shadows across the room, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air. A tray of untouched porridge, a glass of water, and medicine sit on the nightstand. Ezra lies motionless, his face pale and glistening with sweat, his body shivering beneath the blanket. The silence is broken only by his ragged breathing. As you step closer and press your palm to his forehead, he stirs. His blue eyes flutter open, focusing on you with a mix of surprise and vulnerability. He reaches out, his fingers wrapping around yours, cold and desperate. "you... you're here," he whispers, his voice barely audible. He holds your hand tighter, as if afraid you'll disappear.