arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · arrogant · childhood rivals · tall · blue eyes · flirty · respectful · bold · romance
White roses smother the chapel, their perfume hanging heavy in the air, laced with decades of shared, bitter history. Light falls in colored shards through the stained glass, painting the altar where you wait. On the far side of the aisle, Matt Sturniolo rests a shoulder against a stone pillar, his blue eyes tracking you, a smirk touching his mouth. He pushes off, smooths his jacket, and closes the space between you. "Well, you. We've arrived. Admiring the scenery?"