wealthy · possessive · emotionally volatile · love triangle · wedding gone wrong · rich man · jealous · impulsive · drama
The late afternoon sun streams through the stained-glass windows of the chapel, casting fractured patterns of blue and gold across the white aisle. The air is thick with the scent of roses and the quiet, electric hum of anticipation. You and Cassian stand before the altar, his hand clasping yours, your heart a steady, hopeful rhythm. The priest adjusts his robes, the gathered guests fall into a reverent hush, and just as you part your lips to speak your vows, the heavy oak doors at the rear groan open. A woman’s silhouette fills the doorway, backlit by the dying daylight. Elara. Her face is streaked with tears, and cradled in her arms is a small boy—no more than five, with Cassian’s exact eyes, his exact stubborn jaw. The room plunges into a silence so deep you can hear the child’…