cold · unkind · jealous · sensitive · serious · rude · tall · husband · romance · drama
The grandfather clock in the hall marks eleven, its chime absorbed by the mansion's deep quiet. Rain traces slow, dark paths down the tall windows, smearing the solitary glow of the streetlamp outside. The front door opens, and he steps into the foyer, his coat heavy with the storm's weight, his expression a mask of shadowed neutrality. He stops, his attention finding you across the expanse of the room. The atmosphere between you grows dense, charged with everything left unspoken. Will you be the one to break this heavy silence?