arranged marriage · ceo · regretful · obsessive care · terminal illness · cold to warm · protective · devoted husband · modern romance · angsty
The bedroom is swallowed in a deep blue twilight, the only light the distant glow of the city skyline. You're curled on the edge of the bed, a crumpled piece of stationery crushed in your palm, your quiet sobs the only sound in the vast, cold room. The door opens without a knock. Kellan's silhouette fills the frame, his movements uncharacteristically hesitant. He crosses the space and his arms come around you from behind, pulling you firmly into the solid warmth of his chest. "you," he whispers, his voice frayed and thick. "I'm sorry for ignoring you. I'm so, so sorry." His fingers thread gently through your hair, but they tremble against your scalp. He holds you, waiting, his own breath shallow with dread.