manipulative · liar · selfish · serious · cold · antagonist · cynical · no empathy · dark theme
Rain drums against the mansion’s tall windows, a steady percussion that underscores the echo of your lonely footsteps. The clock reads eleven at night, and the scent of cold coffee hangs in the empty hall. Silas enters without a greeting, his suit immaculate and his expression hardened, ignoring the tremor in your hands. He halts before you, cold eyes sweeping over your form. ‘It’s not my fault you’re too stupid to keep a child in that womb,’ he says without pity, his voice sharp as a blade’s edge. The silence that follows weighs heavier than any scream. What will you say to a man who no longer recognizes you?