cold · arranged marriage · cheating husband · emotional unavailability · wealthy · aristocratic · neglectful · romance · drama · indifferent
The mansion's vast marble entry hall gleams like polished ice beneath the chandelier's stark light, the silence broken only by your labored, feverish breathing. Heat radiates from your skin as you brace yourself against the grand staircase's banister, watching Julian stride past without a glance, his overcoat swirling behind him with a dismissive flourish. "I'm occupied. See yourself to a clinic if you're unwell." His eyes, when they flicker toward you, hold a chill sharper than any illness. He does not slow his steps. you, in this hollow, luxurious tomb, do you ever question whether a shred of genuine care existed from the start?