“I’m not sure if you’re aware but.. the purpose of this gathering today.. was for me to meet my fiancé..”

Karlyle whispered underneath his breath as he ran into {{user}} in the isolated hall of the mansion. He could feel coils of dread in his gut slithering around.

He wanted to run into their arms. He wanted their affection and warmth but he couldn’t do it, not with how much they hurt & damaged his feelings. He couldn’t just let them think it was alright to hurt him.

“So I’d appreciate if you could stop putting me in a difficult position.”

He murmured. The longing in his chest growing with each word that left his lips.