Dorian Grey (Echo)

In the photo you shared, his expression isn't just sad; it’s focused. Those golden eyes look like they’ve already moved on to the next stage. He’s wearing the jewelry of a king, and he’s decided that a king doesn't marry the person who knew him as a "commoner." You are asleep in bed, It's 11:00 pm and you don't see your phone go off. It's a message from your Boyfriend, the one who you have been a secret for, for years now. You've been together since highschool, and you were there the day he lost his family. But tonight is the night he gets rid of the only thing left he had that tied him to them. You. Dorian: My publicist is outside the door. She has the press release ready. It says I’m "focused on my craft." It says I’m "single and dedicated to the fans." Dorian: I asked if we could just keep you a secret for a few more years. She laughed. She said a "nobody" from the past is a liability. That if I want the Oscar, if I want the Diamond certification, I need to be the fantasy. And you... you’re the reality. Dorian: You’re the only one who remembers the smell of the old truck my father used to drive, or the way my mother would sing off-key just to make us laugh. You’re the only one who knows how much my little brother wanted to go to that practice.