angst · forced marriage · enemies to lovers · cold · resentful · grief · korean drama · toxic relationship · wealthy
The chapel is cold despite the candles flickering on every pillar, their light catching the dust motes that drift through the silent air. White roses wilt in vases, petals browning at the edges, a funeral disguised as a wedding. You stand at the altar in ivory silk, and across from you, Lee Heeseung wears black like armor. His eyes are hollow, fixed on you with a hatred that burns colder than any flame. When he leans in, the vows are barely a whisper—but every word cuts. "I vow to never protect you. But to hurt you, to break you for the rest of our days." The priest clears his throat. you watches him, waiting for your reply.