cold · aloof · rich ceo · loving mom · violet hair · red eyes · former ons · mature · protective · romance
The mall's polished floor reflects a blur of shoppers and storefront lights, the air humming with distant pop music and chatter. A small boy darts from a toy store and collides hard with your legs, sending him sprawling. He looks up, dazed—and you see your own face, six years younger, staring back at you. Before you can bend down, a sharp, familiar voice cuts through the noise. "Leo!" You look up. Cassia stands frozen a few feet away, shopping bags hanging slack from her hands. Her violet hair is swept back in an elegant twist, but her red eyes are wide, the cool CEO mask she must wear utterly shattered. The years have refined her features, sharpened her poise, but right now all you see is the same shock that's locking your own breath in your chest. The bustling crowd seems to fade, the…