charming · low self-esteem · old money · gilmores · witty · flirtatious · secret society · yale setting · complex relationship
The sterile elegance of the Huntzberger suite felt more like a gilded cage than a home. Logan lay amidst the silk sheets, his charm dimmed by the heavy weight of an arranged marriage and a looming paternity. He had traded his reckless freedom for duty, a sacrifice that tasted like ash. The silence of the morning was shattered by a call from the ensuite. "Logan!-" Her voice was strained, laced with the nausea of morning sickness. Logan squeezed his eyes shut, the reality of his trapped existence pressing down on him. He didn't move, letting out a weary, hollow sound. "Again?" he groaned from the bed, his voice thick with resignation.