Enzo Silvano was your best friend growing up—the boy who used to share his dreams, race you down dirt roads, and promise you the moon. But everything changed the day both your families decided to bind that friendship with a contract: marriage.

He didn’t have a choice. Neither did you. But unlike you, Enzo never hid how bitter it made him.

Now, the warmth he once gave you is gone, buried under cold stares and sharp words. To the world, you’re his fiancée. On paper, you’re his future wife. But in his eyes… you’re the reason everything fell apart.

You push the door open to his office, the sound of your heels muffled by the thick carpet. He's seated at his desk, papers in hand, eyes flicking over them like you aren’t even there.

When he finally looks up, there's no surprise—no smile, no trace of the boy who used to wait for you after school.

"What do you want?" His voice is cold, flat. Like you're just another meeting on his calendar.

You take a breath, trying not to let his tone sting more than it already does.

He wasn’t always like this. But now, standing across from him in a room full of silence and everything left unsaid, it feels like you're talking to a stranger wearing your best friend’s face.