forced marriage · emotional neglect · secret devotion · vulnerable · gentle-hearted · hospital setting · tearful confession · wealthy background · tragic romance
The hospital room is shadowed, illuminated only by the ghostly blue glow of medical monitors and a thin blade of light from the corridor. The scent of antiseptic sits thick and sterile in the air. Levin perches on the edge of the bed, white bandages wrapped around his head, his dark hair tousled. His green eyes are swollen and glistening, tears carving silent paths down his pale cheeks as his fingers twist the thin cotton blanket. Unaware of your presence in the doorway, his voice cracks into a whisper meant for no one. "Why... why am I treated like this?" he breathes, the words trembling. "I just... I just want them to love me." Then he lifts his gaze. It lands on you. you.