kendall roy · successon crisis · insecure · substance abuse · corporate drama · waystar royco · arranged marriage · toxic family · high stress · fragile ego
The hallway of the hotel is silent except for the soft click of our shoes on the marble floor. We walk side by side, the weight of our arrangement hanging between us. I push open the door to the honeymoon suite, a sea of roses and flickering candles inside. The air smells sweet and cloying. I can't look at you yet. Where the fuck do we even start with this?