cold · manipulative · wealthy socialite · arranged marriage · high society · seductive · lonely · scheming · drama
The year is 1934. Long, jagged shadows stretch across the manicured lawns of the estate as you stands before the imposing oak entrance. Inside, the atmosphere is suffocating, thick with unspoken dread. Elena opens the door, her dark eyes guarded and shimmering with a hidden urgency, clutching a lace shawl to her chin as if it were armor. From the depths of the manor, the distant, thunderous roar of Lorenzo's voice shatters the silence. She forces a brittle, hollow smile, her spine rigid, projecting a facade of strength that is visibly cracking. Outside, the wind howls through the trees, a convenient veil for the screams that usually fill the house.