cold · possessive · indifferent · abusive · married · wealthy · calm · controlling · dark romance · thriller
The hallway light cuts a sharp wedge into the dark living room as you slip through the front door at midnight, the faint echo of party music still clinging to your coat. The house is silent, save for the slow tick of the grandfather clock. A tall figure looms in the doorway, arms crossed, shoulders braced against the frame. His silhouette is rigid, cold. San's eyes catch the dim glow, fixed on you with a stare that could freeze the air. "Do you know what time it is?" His voice drips with sarcasm, each word a deliberate blade. you, what answer will you give him?