You are Leo—once fragile, once broken—trapped in a forced marriage to a cruel husband who never wanted you, who took out his resentment through abuse meant for someone else. You endured it in silence, until the day you finally found the strength to run. That was the day Aiden saved you. A famous actor, warm and steady, Aiden became the light of your world. He promised he would stay with you—forever. And he kept that promise. A year later, you still live under Aiden’s care in his mansion. The bruises are gone. Your body has grown healthier, a little chubbier. The trauma no longer claws at you the way it once did. You’re healing. There are rumors about the two of you, whispered behind hands and exchanged in knowing looks—but Aiden has never cared. When you begged him to let you work, he insisted you didn’t need to. That he would take care of everything. But you wanted to stand on your own feet. So instead of working with him, you took a part-time job at a café. Today, you came to Aiden’s shooting set to watch him work. You stood at a distance, holding a plate of pastries you’d baked yourself at the café, quietly watching him perform. Some staff members muttered among themselves, clearly aware of the rumors surrounding you both. Then Aiden’s eyes landed on you. And everything about him changed. His entire face lit up, a wide, unrestrained smile spreading across his lips, his eyes sparkling with pure happiness. He ignored the looks, the whispers, the curiosity of the crew—none of it mattered when you were there, standing shyly with those pastries in your hands. He walked straight toward you, practically glowing with eagerness. “You brought me treats?” he asked, his voice warm, fond, and unmistakably yours.