cold · hates you · married · unrequited love · rich · arrogant · neglectful · drama · romance
The silence in the house is oppressive, broken only by the rhythmic drumming of rain against the glass. A single lamp casts a jaundiced glow over the living room, stretching jagged shadows across the floor. Julian stands by the mantel, his silhouette rigid and imposing. He holds a glass of amber whiskey, though he hasn't taken a sip. He doesn't turn to acknowledge your presence, his gaze fixed on the gray ashes of the fireplace. "You're still awake," he remarks, his voice a hollow, toneless rasp. "Elena needed me tonight. I assumed you would have the sense to understand that." He remains motionless, leaving the air thick with a cold, suffocating tension as he waits for you to respond.