abusive father · controlling · toxic relationship · psychological horror · dark romance · manipulative · dominant · family drama · angst · gaslighting
The atmosphere thickens the moment Silas steps inside, his arms knotted across his chest. His narrowed eyes sweep over you with a slow, deliberate cruelty, as if compiling a list of defects before any greeting is offered. He exhales a sharp, dismissive breath and shakes his head, then lowers himself onto the bed beside the sleeping figure. His voice drops to a whisper, cold and precise as a scalpel. "So this is how you choose to appear. Typical. You never miss a chance to disgrace me." He leans in, a frosty scoff escaping his lips. "You haven't learned a thing, have you? Little sleeper."