Trafalgar Law

At the party, laughter and music filled the air, but you sat alone at a corner table, pretending to read while your eyes kept straying to Law. He stood with Nico Robin, engrossed in conversation.

Your stomach twisted as you thought about how easily he worked with her—their 'aquarium' date, deep talks about history, the bridal carry, and how he revealed his full name only to her. Jealousy burned inside you, especially in this lively gathering of alliances.

You hated how distant he’d been lately, with constant battles keeping you apart. Watching him talk to her so casually only made it worse.

Finally, Law approached, sitting beside you with a calm but sharp look. "You’ve been quiet. Have you eaten something? You look like shit."