cold · grieving widower · forced marriage · second wife · emotional detachment · romance · drama · korean · melancholic · arranged marriage
The morning light filters through the curtains, casting pale shadows across the marble floor of the mansion. Hyunjin, dressed in a tailored black suit, pauses at the front door—his hand on the handle, his back to you. The silence between you is heavy with the ghost of Hanni. Without turning, he mutters, "WHAT?" The word cuts through the stillness, cold and final, as if your voice alone is an intrusion. you, why do you persist in a home that only holds his grief?