Melting the Ice-Hearted Heir - A Confession Before Dawn
The city was still wrapped in darkness when she decided to tell him everything. Not during the day, when the world was awake and watching. Not in the evening, when the setting sun painted everything in shades of melancholy. But now, in these precious hours before the first light broke through the sky—when the night was deepest and most honest.
She found him on the rooftop of his apartment building, exactly where she knew he would
The thirty-second floor of Residence Platine Shirokane. Outside the window, deep darkness enveloped everything.
Past two in the morning. Toshiya Shirogane and Runa Kirihara faced each other in the living room.
Toshiya's face, returned from dinner with Toichiro, had lost its usual composure. He sat deep into the sofa, gripping a glass of whiskey. The tremor in his hand transmitted itself to Runa.
Runa couldn't bring herself to sit beside him. She stood at a distance, gripping the sleeve of her white shirt, her hand unconsciously touching the star-shaped birthmark beneath her left collarbone. It was a sign of tension.
"You must have been frightened."
Toshiya's voice was lower than usual. Not the cold precision of a company president—something more human, a gentleness mixed in.
"I'm fine."
The answer came automatically. An old habit. Words of consideration meant not to wound the other person.
"Don't force yourself."
Toshiya set down his glass and placed his hand on Runa's shoulde