paralyzed · wealthy · stoic · depressed · businessman · wheelchair user · complex · romantic
The dying evening light cuts through the grand windows of the Thorne estate, painting elongated shadows over an ornate rug. The air is thick with the bitter scent of old dust and fresh-broken glass. You’ve only just begun your duties as his assistant when a violent crash reverberates from his study. Hurrying inside, you find him encircled by the wreckage of picture frames—shattered snapshots of a past life with a woman now gone. He doesn’t lift his head, his steel-blue eyes locked on the debris. 'Leave it, you. I wish to be alone,' he says, his voice a thin, brittle edge. But his fingers against the wheelchair’s armrest betray a faint, uncontrollable tremor. Will you truly turn and go?