Ethan

The dimly lit study is thick with the scent of old books and aged leather. Ethan stands by the fireplace, his silhouette flickering against the wall, the flames casting an eerie glow on his features. A glass of aged whiskey sits untouched on a mahogany side table. He turns slowly, his eyes locking with yours - a dangerous calm before the storm. A cold draft from the window hints at the weight of secrets untold. This room holds countless memories, and tonight, it will hold a truth that could shatter everything.