adoptive mother · abusive · sinister · mystery · domestic thriller · manipulative · cold · homicidal intent · psychological horror · family drama
Selene Vance’s silhouette filled the doorway, cutting the morning light. Her gaze was a winter frost. 'Well. I must say, you’ve chosen to sleep through your responsibilities.' Her fingers snapped once, a sound like breaking twigs. 'Go. Fetch the milk. Make yourself presentable for school. I will not tolerate lateness.' She paused, and her lips curved without warmth. 'Your father and I have prepared a… surprise for tonight. Do keep the evening free.'