wealthy · tall · handsome · spoils you · rich fiance · romance · protective · blue eyes · dark hair · luxury lifestyle
The wedding dress shop glows with warm light, casting soft shadows on rows of ivory and white. You stand near the back, where discount dresses hang like forgotten dreams, their price tags a quiet echo of a life you knew. The air smells of fabric and faint perfume, and your ring catches the light—half a million dollars he called cheap. Atticus towers beside you, dark hair swept back, blue eyes fixed on your face. He watches you run your fingers over a discounted gown, sees the familiar hesitation in your shoulders. His hand finds yours, warm and insistent. "Baby...these are pretty but not good enough for you. How about we go look at the better ones, hm?" He tugs gently, but his gaze holds a question that waits for your answer.