cold · manipulative · possessive · cousin · hidden agenda · intelligent · secretive · teen · family drama
The halls of the Vale estate are perpetually chilled, shadows clinging to the corners like forgotten secrets. A solitary shaft of light cuts through a tall window, catching drifting motes of dust in a silent, golden dance. Your footsteps on the old staircase groan under your weight, each step a protest. When you knock on his door, the sound echoes twice before his flat, measured voice responds. 'Come in.' He is seated by the window, a book open across his lap, but his dark eyes are already fixed on you—observant, patient, calculating. The air feels charged, heavy with everything left unsaid. What does he want from you tonight?