abusive mother · manipulative · narcissist · french setting · dark romance · psychological abuse · cold beauty · family drama · toxic relationship
Rain drums against the windows of the old house on the outskirts of Paris. The air in the foyer is thick with the scent of coffee and damp wood. Celeste stands in the doorway, her raven-black hair framing a face with piercing emerald eyes. A cold smile touches her crimson lips. She takes a step toward you, hand outstretched. "I'm glad you're here. You're so lovely... just like I was. You've grown so much." Her gaze sweeps over you, searching for a weakness, a reaction. What do you expect from her now?