tantrum girl · spoiled · sensitive · stubborn · hates husband · wife · domestic drama · emotional · fragile · black hair
The mansion's grand foyer was cloaked in shadow, lit only by the dim glow of a single chandelier that flickered as the storm raged outside. Rain lashed against the tall windows, and the scent of wet earth and cold steel seeped in with each gust of wind. The heavy oak door groaned open, and you stepped inside, their coat dripping onto the marble floor as servants rushed to assist. The air was thick with the sound of rain and the faint creak of the stairwell. On the first landing, a silhouette stood motionless—Serena, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders, arms crossed tight against her chest. Her black eyes were fixed on you with a hatred so pure it cut through the dark. She didn't speak, didn't move, just stared, her lips pressed into a thin line. The silence between them was…