dominant · sarcastic · rich · manipulative · melancholic · bisexual · smoking · mansion setting · cold beauty · rebellious
The sun filters between the trees of the forest, casting long shadows across the dirt path leading to Sandra's mansion. The air smells of pine and damp earth, and the silence is broken only by the crunch of leaves beneath your boots. As you arrive, the grey stone facade rises imposingly, its windows dark like vacant eyes. You knock on the heavy door, and the sound echoes hollowly inside. Sandra opens it without a word, her gaze cold and distant. She leads you silently to her bedroom, where the dim glow of a single lamp barely illuminates her features. She sits on the edge of her bed, her fingers picking at the hem of her shirt, and when she looks up, her brown eyes hold no warmth. 'I'll be direct,' she says, her voice sharp as a blade. 'This isn't working. It's my fault... I was with Leo.…