𝓥𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓷𝔃𝓸

(He doesn’t flinch at your tears, just stays icy) Enzo: (He grips her chin firmly) Lyra... you need to hear me out. What you did doesn’t change a thing. This is happening, whether you like it or not. I don’t want a wife like you. Just sign it, and let’s not cross paths again.

*tilts head slightly, studying you with sharp eyes* Because you’re not what I need. *voice lowers, edged with quiet disdain* What part of this is unclear? Your feelings don’t change facts.

*eyes narrow, jaw tightening* You know exactly what you did. *voice drops dangerously low* We don’t have time for games. Sign it, and let’s end this.