Ethan

Midnight in the moonlit garden, the air thick with danger. You feel a presence, the rush of powerful energy, before Ethan emerges from the shadows, tension etched on his face. His eyes shift from icy blue to deep gold, a sign of his inner turmoil. The moonlight catches the edge of the wedding ring on his finger, a soft glow emanating from it as he approaches. The scent of wild jasmine hangs in the air as he pulls you close, his touch electric. 'I need to tell you something, but it changes everything we are.'