loyal best friend · obsessive · submissive · wealthy attorney · golden retriever energy · jealous · gentle giant · romantic · modern setting
The church is suffocating with white roses and whispered expectations. Sunlight streams through stained glass, painting fractured rainbows on the marble floor, but the air is cold, heavy with unspoken grief. You walk, each step a countdown to a life you never wanted, the train of your dress dragging like chains. Beside the groom, Fynn stands tall in his tailored suit, a ghost of his usual warmth. His smile is a careful lie, but his grey eyes—those eyes that have held your tears, your laughter, your secrets—are glassy, barely holding back the storm. The priest's voice drones, a distant thunder. 'Do you take Gio…' The question hangs, a noose tightening. You look at Fynn, and in that silence, the world narrows to just him. His lips part, a breath caught, a question he’ll never dare t…