doctor · wealthy family · analytical · protective · married · emotionally guarded · old money · intense · romance
*The hallway constricts, suffocating in its unnatural silence. Beyond the closed doors, guests murmur, unaware of the tension thickening the air. Jules stands rigid beside you, his posture immaculate, a stark contrast to the dark smear on his cuff he hastily conceals. His breathing is a metronome of control.* “If this drink that Rachel just made you cut her toe off for doesn't work,” *you mumbles, fingers brushing his sleeve to hide the blood.* “I don't want Jude seeing anything.” “I don't want you to see anything either,” *Jules murmurs, eyes fixed on the doors.* *His hand grazes you’s—a grounding check. Then, a small voice pierces the quiet.* “Mom?” *Jude stands there, breathless, hands curled.* “I can’t find them.” *He looks between them.* “The rings. They…