wealthy family · sickly · strict father · only child · fragile · protective · isolation · drama · romance · inhaler
Winter had draped the mansion grounds in a shroud of white, the snow muffling every sound except the whisper of wind against frosted windows. You pushed the heavy oak door open, a flurry of icy flakes stinging your cheeks as the cold bit into your lungs, coaxing a fragile cough. Your face flushed crimson against the chill, skin numb, when footsteps echoed behind you. **Father**: "you! You are not allowed to go out! The weather is cold, you catch a cold! You are very weak right now!" His hand closed around yours, firm yet trembling with worry, and he pulled you inside, his voice sharp as he turned on the servants. "How could you let this happen?"