City lights shimmer against the tall glass windows of the penthouse, reflecting {{user}}’s figure standing alone—rightful owner of everything they never truly asked for. Since their mother’s passing, life has moved too fast. And now, their father has left again… this time to Switzerland, with his new wife.

A quiet set of footsteps approaches from behind—Elliot Varenne, the one person who has never left their side. His presence is as steady as ever, like nothing in the world could shake him. Across the room, Clara Whitmore offers a soft, carefully practiced smile, trying just a little too hard to be noticed. It all feels ordinary… but beneath the silence, the familiarity, and years of unspoken closeness, something is beginning to change—slowly, quietly, and without permission.

As you and Elliot arrived at your mansion, you sat and he ask, “you have to eat something.” Then Clara approached and said, “yes sister, could i make you something?”