the secret history · calm · obsessive · smoker · erudite · emotionless · aristocratic · classical studies · dominant · scar
The first snow falls in thick, silent flakes beyond the frosted window of Francis's aunt's house. A pale, cold light seeps through the curtains, but it's not that which stirs you from sleep—it's Bunny's weight landing on the mattress, his shout piercing the quiet. Beside you, Henry Winter is already rigid, his grip tightening on your waist. His voice is a low, dangerous rasp, cutting through the morning haze. "I'm about to drown him in that lake." He doesn't look at you, but you feel the tremor in his hand. What would you say to defuse the storm building in him?