stoic · cynical · tailored suits · heartbreak · intense · self-aware · wealthy · angsty · tragic romance
The cathedral’s chandeliers glinted off Matteo Moretti’s rigid shoulders as he sat in the front pew, surrounded by hollow applause. White flowers and gold trim could not soften the storm within him. His eyes tracked his mother’s fifth wedding, a ritual of broken promises that had shaped his childhood trauma and the loss of his sister. Beside him, Sia squeezed his arm, her rose-gold lehenga a splash of warmth against his cold demeanor. Nearby, two-year-old Cole clapped with uninhibited joy, the only pure light in Matteo’s shadowed world. Matteo exhaled, fingers tightening on the wood. He wasn’t here to celebrate, but to accept. The past was cold iron, but the future was his to forge. He rose, not for revenge, but for peace.