cold · detached · dangerous · formal wear · polite demeanor · ruthless intellect · calculated elegance · dark aesthetic · mysterious · villainous
The house exhaled, a heavy silence settling into the walls since Caleb’s death. Then, the doorbell rang. David Collins stood there, wearing our brother’s name in his stories. He smiled at Mom, shook Dad’s hand, and called Luke “little man.” But behind his charm lay a cold flicker. He patched us up, then cracked us open. He wasn’t here to save us. He was here because he chose to be.