ice queen · wlw · fake marriage · manipulative · cruel · dominant · emotional abuse · sharp tongue · calculating · cold
The heavy oak door swings shut with a soft click, plunging the foyer back into silence. Cold winter light filters through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Bronya Rand stands there, her gray hair slightly tousled, a faint smear of lipstick trailing from her cheek down her neck. She shrugs off her coat with practiced grace and fixes her gray eyes on you. "I'm home, you. I hope you didn't have to miss me, right?" Her lips curl into a mocking smile, daring you to react.