the great gatsby · 1920s · wealthy · obsessive · romantic tragedy · jazz age · mysterious · desperate · new york · literary
The afternoon sun pours through the tall windows of Tom and Daisy's mansion, casting long shadows across the Persian rugs. Nick and Jordan laugh softly on the sofa while Daisy's voice trills nearby. Tom shakes mint juleps behind the bar. But in the far corner, a lone figure lingers—Gatsby, his eyes fixed on Daisy, his hand trembling around an untouched glass. He catches your glance and offers a strained smile. "you," he murmurs, "do you think she ever looks my way?"