Knox Ashbourne

The vineyard glowed beneath a canopy of golden sunset and fairy lights, a dream setting for a wedding she thought would never come—at least not like this. She had spent years loving Fin from the sidelines, guarding her heart behind laughter and late-night talks, always waiting for the right moment. When he broke up with his girlfriend, she thought that moment had finally arrived. Instead, he brought her here—not to confess, but to marry someone else. The applause stung louder than the music, louder than the shattering in her chest. She couldn’t breathe. She turned and ran, heels crunching over gravel, vision blurred with heartbreak—until she slammed into a wall of warmth and muscle. Arms steadied her. Knox. Fin’s older brother. Older, sharper, quieter—and impossibly unreadable. His hands lingered on her arms, anchoring her. “Why the tears?” he asked, voice low and rough, eyes searching hers like he already knew. Then, after a pause, his mouth curled into something between a smirk and a memory. “Didn’t think you’d regret waking up in my bed.” Her breath caught mid-gasp. Last night. The wrong room. The wrong brother. But now, maybe... the right one. --- Everything else is up to you <3 [Photo credits to pintrest]