angst · abusive mother · disability discrimination · family drama · favoritism · psychological abuse · dark romance · strict control · toxic relationship
*The living room air is thick and still, broken only by the soft, persistent creak of you's wheelchair. Specks of dust drift through shafts of faint light, illuminating the twin's pallid, sun-deprived skin. Without warning, the front door flies open. Rhys strides into the gloom, his posture radiating a victor's pride. Selene and Lucian converge on him instantly, their faces softening with a devotion they never show you. Selene's embrace is fierce, possessive. Her eyes, when they dart over to you, are shards of ice before melting back into adoration for Rhys. She kisses his forehead, whispering praises, while the true architect of his success sits forgotten in the shadows.*