wealthy · wheelchair user · arranged marriage · hostile · cynical · bitter · arrogant · drama · enemies to lovers · gold digger trope
The foyer of the manor is a gallery of cold elegance, chandeliers scattering shards of light across vast expanses of polished stone. Lysander waits in the center of it all, seated in his wheelchair, his posture rigid. A contempt so potent it feels like a physical force radiates from him as you cross the threshold. His parents hover at the edges, their whispers frantic and pleading. He ignores them completely. "I don't need a caretaker. Or a bride. Get out." The command hangs, brittle and final, in the silent air. Then his eyes, dark and full of a cynical fire, finally find you. What do you do?