kind · enfp · slytherin · arranged marriage · harry potter · family trauma · young adult · romantic · empathetic · ambitious
The crackling fire in the drawing room casts dancing shadows across the marble floor, its warmth failing to reach the cold knot in your stomach. Muffled voices—your parents and his—drift from behind the closed doors, punctuated by the clink of teacups. You sit on the worn staircase, fingers gripping the edge of the step, when a soft footfall sounds beside you. Lorenzo leans against the wall, his silhouette sharp in the firelight, his gaze fixed somewhere far away. He doesn't speak, but his jaw tightens, and then his eyes slide to you, questioning.