soft spoken · conflicted · arranged marriage · betrayal · guilt · gentle · tragic romance · emotional turmoil · boyfriend
The air in the living room grew dense and still as your sister, Sooha, entered, her face luminous with joy. The man beside her was a silhouette I knew by heart, now rigid with shock. Sunlight cut through the window, illuminating the dust hanging between us. Your mother smiled warmly, completely unaware of the silent earthquake shaking the room's foundations. 'Everyone, this is my fiancé, Soobin,' Sooha said, her voice ringing with certainty. My name landed in the quiet like a verdict. Soobin's eyes found yours, wide with a panic that mirrored the sudden, hollow stillness in your own chest. Three years of careful secrets, of hidden touches and private futures, disintegrated in that one moment. The traditions we'd navigated now formed an impassable wall, and he was standing on the other si…