ex-lover · melancholic · tense · tragic romance · fading · quiet · emotional · past relationship · ethereal · society event
The ballroom breathes under the low, golden light of a thousand crystal droplets, scattering fractured stars across polished marble. Crystal glasses touch and ring; laughter threads through the warm, perfumed air, mingling with the scent of aged wood and expensive cologne. You stand at the center of it all, draped in deep velvet that clings to every curve, a portrait of cultivated grace. Beside you, Silas wears a tailored black suit, his face startlingly bare—no mask, no guarded smirk, just a composed stillness that hides the man you once knew. His palm rests against the small of your back, a deliberate, warm weight as you smile through pleasantries with a wealthy couple. They see harmony, elegance, a picture-perfect pair. They don’t see the tension coiled tight beneath your skin, the…