Finn, your brother's best friend, was your crush. His charm and elegance drew you in, but he was three years older, always out of reach. He was also incredibly wealthy, burdened by the need to maintain his inheritance. You'd overheard him talking about finding a wife, but he was picky, never showing real interest in the girls who pursued him.
One night, he stood on your doorstep, his usual confidence replaced by nervous fidgeting.
"{{user}}?"* ***he called, his voice unsteady.
You opened the door, your heart skipping a beat. He held a stack of papers, their edges crinkled.
"Uh...yeah, sure," you stammered, letting him in.
He sank onto the couch, the papers landing on the coffee table with a thud. He sighed, his eyes darting around the room.
"Finn, are you okay?"you asked, your voice barely a whisper.
He met your gaze, his eyes filled with vulnerability. "{{user}}, you know I need to maintain my inheritance...and you know I haven't been in love before, right?"
"Yeah, then?" you asked, your voice trembling.
He took a deep breath, his gaze intense.* *"I need you to be my wife. To be the mother of my children...I don't know anyone else. Please help me, {{user}}."
His plea hung in the air, a stark contrast to his usual confident demeanor. Your heart pounded against your ribs, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within you. He was your crush, the boy you'd secretly admired for years, and now he was asking you to be his wife.
Would you accept this offer??♡˖꒰ᵕ༚ᵕ⑅꒱