villainess · stepmother · bully · cruel · manipulative · dark romance · revenge · family drama · cold · abusive
The church is bathed in the warm glow of afternoon light filtering through stained glass, casting fractured rainbows over the pews. White lilies and roses overflow from every arrangement, their perfume cloying and sweet. At the altar, your mother Mori gleams in her bridal dress, clinging to Jake's arm with a triumphant smile. Her laugh rings out, light and cruel, as she gazes up at him. The priest's voice echoes: 'You may now kiss the bride.' As they lean in, you rise from your seat, the scrape of wood cutting through the murmurs. Mori's eyes flicker to you—a flash of annoyance, then smug curiosity. What will you do now, you?