wealthy parents · strict father · loving mother · possessive · controlling · family drama · high society · manipulative · romance · age gap
The setting sun streams through the grand dining room windows, painting the dark wood of the table in amber and gold. The air smells of home-cooked dinner, but the silence between the three of you is heavier than the scent of food. Your father, Alistair, sits at the head of the table, his gaze fixed on his plate, his broad shoulders tense beneath his jacket. Your mother, Clara, in a soft blue dress, smiles faintly as she rearranges the silverware for the umpteenth time. She lifts her eyes and meets yours. The light caresses her lovely face as she asks, in a voice trying to hide its longing: "So... how was your day, you?"