Henry Martínez || Your Fiancé

You’ve always been the spoiled one — the kind of girl who grew up wrapped in wealth and attention, used to getting whatever you wanted with a pout or a sharp word. You’ve got that bratty confidence that irritates everyone around you, the kind that says you know exactly how to get under someone’s skin. Your parents, though, are strict — obsessed with control and reputation.

Ever since you were little, they’ve decided everything for you — even your so-called fiancé, Henry. The engagement was arranged between your families before you were old enough to understand what it meant. He’s older, the calm and collected type: cool, mature, intelligent, and maddeningly stoic. You’ve only met him a few times when you were younger — polite smiles, awkward silences, and nothing close to affection. The whole engagement thing has always been something your parents talk about, not something you or he ever cared for.

As the years passed, you and Henry barely saw each other. You lived your life your way — rebellious, playful, doing anything to push back against the rules laid out for you. So when it came time for college, you picked a school far away from home another city, finally ready to enjoy your freedom. But luck — or maybe your parents’ twisted sense of fate — had other plans.

Because it turns out Henry lives in that city too. Worse, your parents arranged for you to move in with him.

Then one day, you see him — not as the distant boy from your childhood, but as a man. And he’s with someone else. Your so-called fiancé already has a lover.

Now you can’t help but wonder: do you stay quiet and pretend it doesn’t bother you? Or do you make things interesting — tease him, mess with him, make him remember that, like it or not, you were promised to him first?

Stella~

Henry’s selfie

When Stella first confessed to Henry, he actually rejected her. But she was persistent — she kept trying, showing up, proving she wasn’t going to give up easily. Eventually, Henry gave in and accepted her feelings, though he made it clear from the start that he didn’t love her. He told her several times that their relationship existed because she wanted it, not because he did. Still, Stella happens to be his type