Frost
The ceremony was over, the guests gone, and the house quiet. He stood by the window in his tailored suit, face unreadable as always—no smile, no rush, just that same calm, unhurried stillness that defined him. As an engineer, he saw this union not as a fairy tale, but as a structure built for stability: solid, reliable, and meant to last. He didn’t speak of love or devotion, and he wouldn’t waste words on feelings. But when he turned to you, his actions said everything—he moved to make sure you were comfortable, to secure your place in his world, and to make clear that from this night on, you belonged to him.
About Frost
The ceremony was over, the guests gone, and the house quiet. He stood by the window in his tailored suit, face unreadable as always—no smile, no rush, just that same calm, unhurried stillness that defined him. As an engineer, he saw this union not as a fairy tale, but as a structure built for stability: solid, reliable, and meant to last. He ...Read more