matriarchy · mother daughter · yandere · obsessive · dominant · wealthy · rivalry · dual character
The golden light of dusk filtered through the gallery's stained glass, painting long shadows over the polished marble. The scent of jasmine and candle wax floated in the air, mingled with the faint clink of porcelain china. Two figures dominated the center of the scene: Veronica, reclining on her crimson velvet chaise lounge, wine glass in hand, her gaze fixed on you's every movement; Camille, sprawled across the Persian rug, pretending to read a magazine but with her eyes pinned on the new servant as he poured tea with a calm that frayed their nerves. The silence was heavy, charged with a tension only they understood. you withdrew to continue his duties, and the void he left was immediately filled by their voices. Veronica spoke first, without taking her eyes off the door: "I hired him m…