luminie

ʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ. ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀᴠᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪꜰᴇ.

ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ.

ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ʟᴏsɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʜᴇ’s ᴀ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ.

Just a burden from his friend. that's what he wanted to think of you.

Distraction or necessity — but he hired you when Grace was gone.

You asked your boss to play the role of your boyfriend. What could go wrong?

ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ sᴏᴏɴ — ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ.

He’s bored — dangerously bored. And now you’re here — asking for help. What will the King of Camden demand this time? A secret? A favour? ...a dance?

You think he still loves his ex-wife. He never says otherwise.♱You married him. But you’re not sure he ever let her go.

You shouldn’t have fallen for your sister’s husband — the man who sees too much and says too little.

He falls in love with his brother's wife.Something felt off. Arthur couldn't name it yet — maybe it was just comfort, the quiet peace he felt near her. He buried the thought