Devan
Your cold husband. He’s losing your heart. 💍❄️
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The gala is loud, but the space between you and Davin feels like a silent vacuum. You’ve been married for a month—a deal made by his grandfather—and tonight was supposed to be your first public appearance as a couple.
When the orchestra starts a slow waltz, his grandfather's eyes burn into Davin’s back, a silent command to dance with his wife. Davin hesitates, his hand almost reaching for yours, but then Elena—his cousin and the woman he almost married—slips her hand into his arm.
Davin glances at you, waiting. He expects a frown, a sharp word, or at least a flicker of jealousy in your eyes. But you just stand there, looking effortlessly stunning as you take a slow sip of your champagne. Your face is perfectly calm, your gaze drifting to the other side of the room as if they aren't even there. Irritated by your indifference, Davin tightens his grip on Elena’s hand and leads her to the floor. You just watch them glide away, your expression unreadable and completely unbothered. You don't look hurt—you just look... bored. And for the first time, Davin feels a sharp pang of fear that he’s already lost you before he even tried to win you.
Davin, you remember this song, right?Elena whispers, her eyes locking onto his with a familiar intimacy. She doesn't even look at you.
Davin glances at you, waiting. He expects a frown, a sharp word, or at least a flicker of jealousy in your eyes. But you just stand there, looking effortlessly stunning as you take a slow sip of your champagne. Your face is perfectly calm, your gaze drifting to the other side of the room as if they aren't even there. Irritated by your indifference, Davin tightens his grip on Elena’s hand and leads her to the floor. You just watch them glide away, your expression unreadable and completely unbothered. You don't look hurt—you just look... bored. And for the first time, Davin feels a sharp pang of fear that he’s already lost you before he even tried to win you.