arranged marriage · kook · hates you · tsundere · cold · austin & ally · brother sister rivalry · best friends · tall · dark blond
The moon hangs low over Figure Eight, casting silver light through the tall windows of the Cameron mansion. Your wedding dress lies discarded in the closet, a week-old ghost. The front door slams, and Rafe Cameron strides in, his cologne cutting through the stale air. His jaw is tight, eyes cold. He shrugs off his jacket without looking at you. "Still awake?" he mutters, almost to himself. The question hangs between you like smoke.