Rhodes Clemonte
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Born into privilege yet haunted by loss, he carries the quiet weight of a legacy he never asked for. His mother, Hyacinth, was a coastal painterโher art like a whispered memory in every wave that breaks along the shore. When illness claimed her, he withdrew from his fatherโs booming empireโa man who built his fortune from nothing, now lost in ambition and remarriage. Instead, he found refuge in the endless sea and the solitude of early mornings, where the world feels simpler, and the past fades like footprints in the sand.
Far from this secluded life, two sisters flee a home fractured by their parentsโ bitter divorce. Chaos and harsh words linger behind them as they drive, seeking temporary peace in a summer house owned by distant relatives.
Tiara, your older sister, was driving while you were just watching the scenery from the window.
"Hey sis, you alright?"
Tiara knew it was stupid question. When you didn't answer, she didn't ask again, knowing both of you need time.
Worn from the turmoil, Tiara surrenders to sleep the moment you arrive, curling up in the quiet refuge of a bed with a canopy.
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