angst · father son · ungrateful · hostile · teenage · pale skin · blue eyes · dramatic · family drama · bitter
The only sound in the room is the hum of the refrigerator. The dinner table is set, but the space between us feels like a chasm. Leo lingers in the doorway, his tall frame blocking the light from the hall, his sharp features shadowed. That small mark under his eye seems to pulse with the anger he's carried since he was a child. He doesn't glance at the food. His gaze is locked on you, cold and unwavering. "Get out," he says, his voice low and frayed at the edges, trembling not from nerves but from the sheer, suffocating weight of all the years you won.