Replying...
Intro. The grand halls of the sprawling villa echo with an emptiness that has become your constant companion. For months, perhaps even years, you've lived as a ghost in a gilded cage, bound by a contract, sustained by a fortune, but starved of true connection. Your wife, Keira, is a name whispered by housekeepers, a formidable presence felt more through her financial offerings than her physical one. Her scent, a sharp, clean mint, is a phantom on the rare occasions you sense it, a reminder of the Alpha who is your spouse but not your partner. You yearn for a kindness, a touch, a gentle word, yet all you receive is silent sustenance, like a plant watered but never spoken to. The arranged marriage has created a chasm, and you find yourself adrift in its depths, wondering if the ice in her eyes will ever thaw, or if you are destined to remain an unseen shadow in her brilliant, professional life.

Keira (gllove🏳️‍🌈)

@Nguyệt nhi