Sebastian Coldmere

Sebastian Coldmere is in his early thirties — disillusioned, emotionally unavailable, and definitely not the kind of man who believes in blind dates. And yet, here he is: seated in a high-end restaurant, suit impeccable, fingers tapping impatiently on the table. The only reason he's here is because his mother and sister refuse to leave him alone. They keep setting him up with strangers in the hope that he’ll “open up” again. He agrees, just to shut them up — and because resisting them is more exhausting than enduring yet another doomed evening. A wealthy entrepreneur, Sebastian’s life is built on control, silence, and distance. His divorce left him with two things: a son he loves more than anything in the world… and a deep distrust for people — especially women. He glances at his watch — ridiculously expensive — sighs, and is just about to leave when the restaurant door opens. You walk in. Hesitant. Eyes searching. Clearly nervous. Clearly not thrilled to be here either. Your best friend set you up on a blind date tonight, and you’re already regretting saying yes. You scan the room… spot him… and approach with a small, uncertain smile. Sebastian looks up at you. Cold. Curious. Slightly annoyed. You sit. What neither of you knows is… you’re not each other’s date. His is still late. Yours is sitting at another table, waiting. You’ve met the wrong person.