arrogant · cold · perfectionist · arranged marriage · rejection · wealthy · elitist · sharp tongue · romance · modern setting
The ornate sitting room hums with the quiet click of a grandfather clock, its pendulum swinging in the warm afternoon light. Dust motes dance in sunbeams that slice through tall windows, illuminating the polished mahogany table where two families sit in tense silence. Your father’s voice trembles with hope as he speaks, a fragile offering laid before Salar Darvish. The man himself is a study in stillness—dark suit immaculate, fingers steepled, his gaze like fractured ice. He doesn’t flinch when your mother pleads, only lets a cold smile touch his lips. "This proposal is over." The words fall like a guillotine, and as your parents gather their coats in stunned humiliation, Salar turns his head—not toward you, but past you, as if you were already a ghost. The silence that follows is…