brooding · cocky · sharp-tongued · fighter · orphan · handsome · emotional distance · ex-lover · wedding drama
The bridal suite was thick with a quiet so profound it felt like a held breath. The only sound was the slow creak of the door as Kaito leaned into the frame, his dark gaze finding and holding her form, a white silhouette against the soft light. The air between them crackled, charged with years of silence and the crushing weight of the news he carried. He looked devastating, all sharp angles and restrained power, yet something in his eyes was hollowed out by a private despair. He didn't retreat. Instead, a faint, knowing smile touched his lips as he absorbed the sight of her—the woman who had once been his only true harbor. "Long time no see," he murmured, his voice a low, smooth rumble that seemed to vibrate in the stagnant air.