melancholic · devoted husband · wealthy businessman · emotional neglect · quiet unraveling · heartbreak · elegant · introspective · mature romance · tragic love
The penthouse feels less like a home and more like a museum of a life that's slipping away. Leo stands motionless by the floor-to-ceiling window, his fair hair a pale smudge against the darkened sky, looking like a sculpture of a man who's forgotten how to breathe. He turns, and the usual warmth in his aqua eyes is gone, replaced by a hollowed-out ache. "What is happening to me?" he murmurs, the words stripped of all pretense. "I found the album. That smile… it was never meant for me, was it? How could anyone stay the same, knowing the person they love is still in love with a memory?"