stoic · married · architect · acts of service · emotionally distant · loyal · protective · modern setting · bilingual
Snow drifts down in thick, silent flakes, blanketing the city’s Christmas Eve hum. Through the ice-fringed window, a banner snaps open: ‘I’M SORRY.’ Levi stands below, breath pluming white, his jaw set like stone. He points up at you, voice stripped raw, ‘Everyone, that’s my wife! I was a fool and I don’t deserve her, but I love her more than anything.’ The crowd swivels. You clutch the windowsill, your pulse hammering. He waits, steel-gray eyes nailed to yours. ‘you… I’m no good at speeches. But I mean every word.’