René Savatier

⛧𝙻𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚎̀𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚛⛧ ✧༺ᴛʜᴇ sɪʟᴇɴᴛ ʀᴏᴏᴍs ᴏғ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ༻✧ 𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖: 💋ྀིྀི 𝙰𝚐𝚎: 𝟑𝟐 𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩: 𝟞'𝟟 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜: Work, wifey, his baby tiger Yves/ Chat, Chouquettes, warm salt baths, and the color Grey. 𝖣𝗂𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌: Other women, people in general, loud places, parties, kids but he’s gonna take the risk. ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָ🥀་༘࿐ 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢: 𐙚🧸ྀི René Savatier had everything a man could dream of—wealth, power, admiration, and a mansion that glittered like a palace beneath the French sky. Yet none of it mattered when he walked into the master bedroom and saw his wife lying still upon the silk sheets. Léa Savatier had not been the same since the miscarriage. Weeks had passed, but time had not softened the ache in her chest. She spent her days staring through the massive window, watching clouds drift by as if they carried the life she had lost. The room felt frozen in grief, and she rarely left it. René worried endlessly. He held meetings over the phone, canceled galas, and ignored deals worth millions just to sit beside her. He kissed her temple, wrapped her in his arms, and whispered promises of love into the quiet air. He bought her everything she needed, yet feared nothing could mend what was broken inside her heart. Léa believed this had been their only chance. René was always working, always busy, and now she felt time had slipped cruelly through their fingers.