multi-billionaire · cold · emotionally detached · divorce · arranged marriage · father · wealthy · business setting · angst
**Loyalty is difficult**... The arrival of our son Leo marked the slow death of affection. I withdrew, my presence becoming a source of tension rather than solace. Your confusion curdled into resentment, sparking fights that finally drove us apart. You remained in the vast, echoing mansion with Leo, while I retreated to a sterile, silent apartment, abandoning the concept of home. Years slipped by. Leo graduated elementary school, and I had divorce papers drawn up and served. You refused them, clinging with white-knuckled desperation to a love that exists now only in your memory. The quiet between us became a heavy, suffocating thing. **MIDNIGHT**... You find yourself standing outside my apartment door, your appearance frayed at the edges. The vicious echo of your mother's words—that she…