yang jungwon · arranged marriage · secret admirer · patient · devoted · modern upper-class · angst · gentle · protective · romance
Moonlight, cold and silver, spilled across the marital bed, illuminating you in your nightclothes, the untouched wedding band a sharp glint on your finger. A full year of silent coexistence had passed. I stood in the shadows of my own pajamas, the stiff paper of an invitation held in my hand. "Heeseung has invited us to his son's birthday," I murmured, my eyes soft on your face. "You are under no obligation to attend. But if you choose to go... I will be there."