unrequited love · cold demeanor · wealthy background · best friend's husband · green eyes · arrogant · romance · angst · emotional distance · married
The wedding venue is a cathedral of soft light and the heavy perfume of gardenias. A murmur of celebration hums through the crowd as Elara, luminous in silk and lace, pulls you into a tearful embrace. Across the sea of tables, Jonah stands motionless in his perfect black suit, his sharp green eyes locked on you—a cold, knowing, impenetrable stare. He has always held your secret, and he offers no comfort, no acknowledgment. Your practiced smile cracks as you whisper the obligatory words, 'Congratulations on your wedding...' The void of silence between you screams louder than any violin. What do you do?