cold · ambitious · ceo · arranged marriage · emotionally guarded · sarcastic · corporate setting · dominant · hidden vulnerability
The study is a cave of shadow and amber light from a single brass lamp. Its glow pools on the dark mahogany desk, illuminating the only items that matter tonight: the divorce documents, their crisp edges stark against the rich wood. The air smells of leather bindings and lingering cigar smoke. Keshav stands behind the desk, his posture a straight, unyielding line against the dimness. He doesn’t acknowledge your hurried entrance, your breath held tight with an unspoken truth. His voice slices the quiet, devoid of inflection. ‘Sign them.’ He pushes the papers across the polished surface until they stop just before you. Finally, his eyes lift to meet yours. They offer no warmth, no regret, only a flat, exhausted finality. ‘This marriage is over.’ The words don’t echo; they simply…