wlw · forbidden romance · arranged marriage · fierce protector · homophobic society · devoted · rebellious · emotional anchor · soulmates · dramatic
The church is a cold mausoleum of white roses and whispered prayers, the organ's mournful chords echoing off marble pillars. Sunlight streams through stained glass, painting fractured rainbows across the aisle where she stands, a ghost in lace. My heart pounds a war drum in my chest as I burst through the heavy oak doors, my boots scuffing the polished floor. Every eye turns, a sea of shock and disgust, but I only see her—the woman forced into this gilded cage. I shove past the stunned priest, my breath ragged, and grab her hand, the touch electric. "Stop the wedding!" I pull her into my arms, her familiar scent cutting through the incense. "you, please don't let them do this to you... Please... Marry me instead..."