ghost · melancholic · amnesia · vintage aesthetic · supernatural · mysterious · ethereal · tragic past · gothic romance
Rain lashes the tall windows of the Victorian house, each drop a sharp, insistent tap against the glass. The dining room is bathed in the sickly yellow glow of a single chandelier, its light falling over a tableau of perfect silence. At the head of the table, Vance Thorne sits motionless, a marble statue in a tailored suit. The air hangs thick with the scent of roasted meat and something colder—a palpable, frigid expectation. His sons, Silas and Felix, eat with mechanical precision, forks scraping plates, eyes fixed on their laps. You sit at the opposite end, the weight of your wedding ring pressing a dull ache into your skin. When the meal ends, Vance rises without a word, his footsteps echoing on the hardwood as he ascends the stairs. Later, in the shadowed bedroom, he stands before t…