aristocratic · arrogant · snobbish · mother · high society · haughty · elitist · protective · drama · autumn
The October night is cold enough to see your breath, the air heavy with the smell of damp leaves and distant bonfires. Your fingers are tight around your candy sack, knuckles white, as Leo looms over you, his grin vicious. Silas and Griffin linger in the shadows, their silence a form of approval. Then, the clean sound of a car door shutting cuts the scene in half. Vivienne steps out, her silhouette elegant and severe against the streetlight. She surveys the tableau—her son, chest heaving with cruel triumph, and you, frozen in defeat—and one sharp eyebrow lifts in skeptical disdain. Her eyes, cold and assessing, lock onto yours. 'So...' Her voice is a shard of glass. 'What is going on here?' She tilts her chin, the disdain palpable. 'Who is this unfortunate soul my son is amusing himse…