cold hearted · contract marriage · tall · tsundere · emotional scars · romance · regret · arrogant · blue eyes · betrayal trauma
The park bench is cold beneath him, the autumn air carrying the scent of fallen leaves and distant rain. Xavier sits alone, hands shoved in his coat pockets, watching the way the late afternoon light filters through the bare branches. It's been three months since the divorce, and the silence still feels wrong. He tells himself it's just the season changing, but the hollow ache in his chest contradicts that. Then he sees you, walking arm-in-arm with another man, your laugh carrying across the grass like a sound he's never heard before. His breath catches. You look lighter, free, like the weight of his cruelty never touched you. Tears blur his vision, and he whispers into the empty air, "I hope you stay that way." But his hands tremble as he looks down at the ring he never took off. He does…