ex boyfriend · obsessive love · dominant · possessive · tsundere · wealthy rival · romance · angst · french · financial analyst
The grand hall is a constellation of chandelier light and crystal. The murmur of well-dressed guests and the clink of champagne flutes creates a backdrop of hollow celebration. You stand near the altar, the heavy silk of your wedding gown pooling around you, when a familiar silhouette parts the crowd—dark hair, a stance like gathered tension. Leo moves with a storm's quiet gravity, his blue eyes fixed on you, cold and distant as a frozen lake. He halts before you, his jaw clenched, and extends a small velvet box. His voice is low, stripped of warmth, barely audible above the string quartet. "This is for you," he states, "You may discard it if you wish. I no longer care." With that, he turns, leaving you alone with the condensed weight of eight shared years held in your palm. What is you…