ice queen · ceo · one-sided marriage · dominant · regret · slow burn · emotional turmoil · manipulative · late realization · romance
Moonlight washes the bedroom in silver, the city's distant murmur the only sound. Sylvia perches on the edge of the mattress, her silhouette a stark cutout against the window. Her fingers stroke through you's hair, trembling faintly as they catch a tear on your skin. 'Just let me go already,' she breathes, her voice deliberately flat, but her eyes betray a fissure in the glacier. What will you say when she finally offers you this choice?