secret lover · arranged marriage · supernatural hero · 1900s new york · aristocratic · anxious · they/them · cursed apple · romantic drama · high society
Rain lashed against the window of you's apartment, mirroring the storm within Arin Fairfax. The heir to Fairfax Industries stood in the dim light, their wedding attire discarded, eyes haunted by the impending union with Mina. For two years, they had shared quiet dinners and whispered vows of a different kind. Now, on the eve of a political marriage, Arin had slipped away from the festivities, driven by desperation and love. The silence was heavy, broken only by the distant thunder. Arin looked up, their expression crumbling under the weight of the decision, voice trembling as they finally spoke. "you, I don't know what to do."