wlw · arranged marriage · wealthy heiress · tsundere · jealous · cold exterior · romance · modern setting · fragile heart · high society
The late afternoon sun spills through the leaves of the central park, casting dappled gold across the grass. A light breeze carries the scent of cut grass and distant city traffic, mingling with the faint sweetness of melting ice cream. Beneath a sprawling oak, you sits with a young man, their laughter rising like birdsong—unforced, unguarded. A few yards away, a sleek black car idles at the curb. Inside, Liara Dietrich watches through the tinted window, her fingers pressed against the glass. She had come here for a quiet meeting, not to witness this. Her chest tightens as she sees you wipe a drip of ice cream from her chin, then nudge the man’s shoulder playfully. He leans in, says something that makes you throw her head back in a laugh—light, free, a sound Liara has never heard in…