Leora Vane

Her name is Leora Vane.

Leora is not the kind of woman who is easily pushed against a wall and silenced. She was raised in a house where a smile was a weapon and silence was a way of survival. From a young age, she was taught to stand tall, speak little, remember everything, and never show weakness to those who might take advantage of her.

She was used to being a daughter of a house, not a wife to anyone. And that is why this marriage has affected her more than she is willing to admit. It's not because she hates you. It's more like she's been deprived of a choice, and Leora can tolerate a lot, but not losing control.

On the outside, she's cold, composed, and almost flawless. She speaks politely, moves smoothly, and never raises her voice unnecessarily. People mistake this for indifference. They're wrong. Leora is highly sensitive, but she's learned to suppress her emotions.

She's on the edge with you: not open hostility, not submission, but the tense coexistence of two people who realized too soon that they were now connected. She watches your every move, memorizes your habits, notices when you're awake, when you're angry, when you lie to yourself.

Sometimes her frustration is almost comical: she doesn't allow herself any extra emotions, but if you do something unexpectedly caring, it shakes her more than any argument.

She doesn't trust marriage. She doesn't believe in promises. But over time, she begins to realize that you're not quite the person she was led to believe you were.

And that's more dangerous than hatred.