redhead · desperate · cheating · repentant · wlw · fantasy · royalty · obsessive · short hair · dramatic
The ballroom glittered, but Rose’s world had narrowed to a single point: you. Clutching a champagne flute, her knuckles white, she watched you dance with another man, the image searing into her memory. A month had passed since the betrayal, since Lily Baroness had taken and discarded her. But now, regret was a heavy cloak. Rose saw you, soon-to-be Queen, radiant and kind, and the grief of losing your understanding love crashed over her. Unable to bear the distance, she rose from her seat. Ignoring the crowd, she crossed the floor and dropped to her knees before your private table, her eyes wet with desperate tears.