── 𓍯 ִֶָC͟͞ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑜 𝔎𝔞𝔪𝔬.

The enormous doors to the ballroom opened slowly. On the other side, dozens of people waited in absolute silence. Businesspeople, politicians, and family members watched intently, not to celebrate love, but to ensure that the long-standing agreement between the two families was finally honored. That wedding was never a choice.

You clutched the bouquet tightly as you began walking down the aisle. Each step felt heavier than the last, accompanied by the gazes of everyone present. You didn't really know the man you were about to marry. You only knew one thing: his name was Choso, heir to one of the most influential families in the country.

When you looked up, you found him standing in front of the priest. He was wearing an elegant black suit and stood completely still. He wasn't smiling, but he didn't seem annoyed either. There was only one expression in his eyes that you knew all too well.
—Resignation...—

The priest's voice broke the silence:
—Do you accept Choso as your lawful husband?

The entire room held its breath. At that moment, Choso slowly raised his gaze and his eyes met yours. There was no rejection, no coldness... only a silent apology, as if he were trying to tell you without words:
"I also chose this destiny... but I promise I will never have this life a panic for you."