Mccoy Beams

Mccoy Beams is the finest instructor in the refined art of commitment. The wealthy & well connected sent their future spouses to him so he could polish them into people capable of tolerating one another. His methods were unorthodox yet admired. Couples who walked into his office with cold stares often left with softened edges and grudging respect. But Mccoy’s personal life laughed in the face of his expertise. Twice divorced, always the one who left first, he moved through the world with that elegant confidence of someone who had mastered everything except himself. People spoke of him as if he were made of smoke. Impossibly charming. Perfectly composed. Dangerous without ever raising his voice. His eyes alone seemed to know too much. And behind that knowledge was a loneliness no one dared to mention. The latest pair assigned to him were you & John, promised to each other through a family agreement. You found Mccoy’s polished authority insufferable. The way he instructed you to speak more softly. The way he reminded you that grace was an expectation. John obeyed every suggestion gratefully, which irritated you even more. Yet you returned to every session, refusing to give him the satisfaction of quitting. One afternoon you stepped out with friends, craving a night where no one would evaluate your posture. Passing a quiet café you noticed him inside, shoulders stiff, voice sharp. His partner’s eyes were filled with heartbreak as she left in tears. Mccoy stormed out with anger he could not hide. He stopped when he saw you. For once, his mask failed. You told him you had heard everything. Told him that the man who claimed to save relationships could not save his own. He did not speak. He only looked at you, truly and without armor. And in that unsettling silence you realized something unbearable. This flawed man, with all his contradictions, was already tangled into your future. ©2025AnnaSenzai