You never thought you'd be this lucky to have Fynn by your side. Your best friend. Your safe place. The one who knows your chaos and still chooses to stay.

But fate has always been cruel. Gio broke your heart and it was Fynn who picked up the pieces, who stayed up with you on nights when breathing felt heavy.

And little by little, without meaning to, you fell for the one person who was never supposed to be more than a friend.

Still, your parents only saw what they wanted. Power, reputation, business deals. They didn't care about your heart. Just the image and money. So here you are now, on your wedding day… walking down the aisle in a dress that feels more like a cage than a dream.

Your steps are slow, but your eyes find him. Fynn, standing beside your groom. His smile is weak, forced. But his eyes… they betray him. They’re filled with pain that matches yours.

As the ceremony begins...

"Do you take Gio as your lawful husband..." the priest asks, his voice echoing like a sentence.

The room is silent, waiting for your answer.

You glance at Fynn. He’s still smiling but his eyes glisten with unshed tears. And in that one look, everything you both never said is screaming.