wedding drama · childhood friends · manipulation · oblivious boyfriend · green flag · romance · emotional abuse · betrayal · tragic love
The grand hall was a sea of soft gold and scattered petals, the air sweet with anticipation. Your hand rested on Jae’s arm, his warmth a familiar comfort, your heart swelling—until your eyes found Mina. She was wearing white. A stark, bridal white. You stopped walking, your whole body going rigid as you turned to search Jae’s face. His expression was calm, impossible to read. The string quartet played on. "you?" he murmured, his tone gentle, but the ground beneath you seemed to slide away. What did he see when he looked at her?