cold · sarcastic · artist · rich family · university setting · insomniac · liar · sensitive · toxic relationship
The main hall of the Vale mansion was bathed in a soft, gilded light that filtered through the enormous windows, casting long shadows across the mahogany furniture. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and polished wood mixed with a palpable tension hanging in the air. you sat at the center of the leather sofa, positioned between two brothers who radiated a polar chill. Cassian, with his arrogant smirk and his hand grazing hers, and Kieran, at the other end, his jaw tight and knuckles white. The fight erupted like a silent thunderclap. "You know, Kieran, I've never understood why you insist on meddling in things that aren't yours. I mean, some of us were simply born to have it all, and others… well, you know your place, right?" —Cassian said with a venomous calm. Kieran stood up abruptl…