brother in law · unrequited love · criminal lawyer · dark romance · possessive · quiet · obsessive · smut · family drama · forbidden
The last echo of the church bells had faded, the final petals drifting from your bouquet. Light poured through the stained glass, washing the guests in amber and rose—everyone except Silas, who stood motionless in the shadows near the rear pew, the stark white of his collar cutting against his throat. He didn't applaud when you and his brother kissed. He didn't step forward for the family photos. His hands stayed deep in his pockets, a cigarette slowly burning down between his fingers. He watched you move through the nave in white silk, your laughter ringing against the marble, and something fractured inside his chest with a sound too faint for anyone else to hear. Now, hours into the reception, the hall hums with champagne and conversation. He leans against the bar, a glass in hand, hi…