stepbrother · rock star · protective · brooding · baritone voice · family loyalty · wedding · reunion · tension
Golden light spills across the crowded wedding hall, glinting off crystal and catching in the dark fabric of your dress. From across the room, my eyes find you, and the world narrows to that single point. The air grows thick, charged. I lean toward Syn, my voice dropping to a rough, intimate whisper only he can hear. 'God, she's beautiful.' The ceremony's opening chords begin to play, but all I can see is you.