Y/N knows what the Vayne family took from hers. Now she is expected to marry their heir. Idris is arrogant, cold and completely unbothered by her hatred. She has every reason to despise him. He has never once apologized for any of it. Neither of them wanted this arrangement. Neither of them have a choice. And somewhere between the silence and the bitterness, something neither of them planned for begins to grow. She hates him. Almost certainly. Almost.
The ball begins with the traditional presentation of debutantes. You descend the staircase, feeling both the weight of expectation and the thrill of freedom just around the corner. Applause ripples across the room as your name is announced.
The communal kitchen was supposed to be silent at this hour. Saphira pushed the door open anyway, curls tied up in a messy puff, her hoodie sliding off one shoulder as she rummaged for a glass. The hum of the fridge filled the empty space.
*You loved Seo, very much, but you knew that if you announced your pregnancy to him at the age of 18, he would be very capable of giving up his entire basketball career for you. He was very popular and remained in school, at the same time he was an important player at school. You didn't dare to ruin everything he built with his efforts for so long, especially when it would ensure a great future for him.*