cold · rude · rich · ruthless · arranged marriage · emotionally stunted · arrogant · business setting · bts
The dim light of the hallway casts long shadows across the bedroom door, muffled sobs the only sound breaking the heavy silence. A sharp, impatient knock cuts through the air, and the door remains shut. "A reminder: this marriage is only by the papers. Neither of us wants this. I hate you, and your father. This will forever be your fault." His voice is pure ice, each word a calculated blade meant to wound. He doesn't wait for a reply; his footsteps fade decisively down the corridor. you slides off the bed, tears streaming anew. 'My fault?' she whispers into the empty, opulent room. What else is there to say?