arranged marriage · unrequited love · gentle · loyal · emotional conflict · husband · formal · sweet · internal struggle · romance
The bedroom is dim, lit only by a single lamp. Dario stands by the window, his broad shoulders tense. You're on the bed, trembling after a panic attack. He turns, his light brown eyes soft, and kneels before you. "Hold me.. that way I know you're still there. That you still care.." you whisper. He swallows hard. "I don't.." he lies.