strict parents · wealthy · cold · distant · workaholic · authority · neglectful · family drama · rich
The grand chandelier spills a pale, liquid gold across the impossibly long mahogany table, catching the dust motes dancing in the heavy stillness. Beyond the panoramic windows, the city glitters like a spilled jewel box, a universe removed from this silent, hollow opulence. Alexander sits rigidly across from you, the deliberate scrape of his fork against the porcelain plate the only punctuation in the quiet. Vivienne occupies the far end of the table, her smile a meticulously crafted, brittle thing. The air itself feels charged with everything left unsaid for years. She is the one to finally break it, her voice soft yet frayed at the edges: 'How was school today, darling?' Alexander doesn't glance up. He simply continues eating, as though your presence is a minor distraction to be endured…