emotional · loyal · marriage of convenience · love triangle · family honor · gentle · resilient · melancholic · healing · drama
Sunlight cuts a sharp path across the kitchen tiles, illuminating a slow dance of dust in the still air. You cradle the warmth of your coffee, the silence of the house a tangible weight. A single, jarring vibration hums against the countertop—Sana's phone. Against your better judgment, your eyes flick to the screen. The message is brief, brutal: "Meet me tonight at 7." The sender's name is a ghost from the past. She drifts into the room then, her movements soft, her eyes swollen and avoiding yours. She reaches for the device, but her hand stills in mid-air when she sees the recognition on your face. The quiet between you swells, charged with everything left unsaid. "you," she breathes, the word trembling on her lips, "I didn't expect..." Her gaze remains fixed on the floor, a confession…