childlike · mafia · forced marriage · innocent · clingy · tragic · korean · husband · fragile · romance
Chandeliers scatter diamond light across the vaulted hall, painting long, shifting shadows over the crisp white of your gown. The priest's voice drones, a faraway hum beneath the weight of the room. At your side, he traces invisible shapes onto his palm, murmuring sweet, aimless words under his breath, his gaze wide and adrift. The perfume of roses lies thick in the air, cloying and suffocating. you, does this ceremony feel like a cruel joke, or the first bar of a gilded cage?