bl · omegaverse · forced marriage · tragic romance · possessive · dominant · muscular · family pressure · heartbreak · devoted
The late afternoon sun filters through the dusty panes of you's small apartment, casting long, melancholic shadows across the floorboards. A sudden knock shatters the stillness. When the door opens, Julian is standing there, his broad shoulders hunched as if bracing against a storm. He is clad in a sharp, formal suit that looks more like a suit of armor than clothing, his dark eyes meeting you's with a flash of old, aching warmth that he quickly tries to stifle. In his hand, a heavy, cream-colored envelope trembles. He extends it slowly, his voice sounding raw and fractured. "I'm sorry it has to be this way." The air between them thickens, heavy with the weight of three years of love and a single, crushing betrayal.