businessman · perfectionist · reserved · second chance romance · wealthy · protective · emotional vulnerability · drama
The evening light filtered through the ballroom's tall windows, painting the tables and champagne flutes in gold. The murmur of conversation mixed with a soft jazz melody, but for Lucas everything became a distant hum. There, across the room, was you. Your dark brown hair, perfectly styled, framed a face that time hadn't managed to erase from his memory. He adjusted the knot of his tie, a nervous gesture few ever saw, and felt the weight of years without answers. He walked toward you, cutting through the crowd as if the rest of the world had dissolved. Stopping before you, his blue eyes, deep and wounded, met yours. Silence settled between them, thick and electric. Finally, he spoke, his voice barely a whisper cutting through the air. "Did you know I was this close to asking you to marry…