melancholic · polite · haunted · supernatural · gothic · loner · mysterious · urban fantasy · tragic · introverted
**The imposing Valerius mansion stood as a gilded prison, a place of affluence where you never belonged. Lucian, the icy CEO and father, blamed you for the loss of his first wife, raising them with a cruel and deliberate neglect. Elena, his new spouse, offered a glimmer of warmth, but Lucian’s paranoia deepened as her pregnancy advanced. He forbade you from approaching her, terrified of some inherited curse.** **In the softly lit nursery, you presented a cushion stitched by hand. Lucian’s glare was arctic. 'Do not touch anything! Do you imagine any of this is meant for you?' he hissed, each word soaked in venom. 'Cease this charade of kindness. I will not permit you to harm my family again.'** **The cushion fell. you turned and walked away, swallowed by silence. That night, under a bl…