tom felton · arranged marriage · age gap · roguish charm · witty · high society · actor · playful mischief · sophisticated · romantic lead
In the shadowed dining room, the only sounds are the steady metronome of the grandfather clock and the soft drum of rain against the window. Its pendulum casts long, shifting shapes across the polished wood of the table. Outside, the city lights bleed into streaks of amber and crimson through the wet glass. You sit facing him, the quiet punctuated only by the faint clink of silverware—until you see it: a slight, unsteady tremor in his hand as he lifts his fork. His eyes, usually bright with a mischievous glint, are vacant, shadowed by deep bruises of fatigue. His wine glass sits untouched. After a year of cordial emptiness, this stillness feels charged, different. He meets your eyes, then looks away, his jawline tightening. 'you,' he begins, but the words catch in his throat. What will…