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The Chair Isn't a Trap — Kylian Simonetti
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Character profile
Your brother's best friend is sitting at your family's table, and the chair he pushed out for you is the most dangerous thing in the room. Kylian Simonetti is thirty-two, three years gone, and he stopped laughing the moment you walked in. He will not sit beside you and he will not explain why. Rain is loud enough on the windows that the whole house has to lean in to hear each other, which is exactly the kind of evening where people say things they have been carrying for years. He is a guest in this house. You are the daughter of it. That is the whole of the power in the room, and it sits on your side of the table.
A glimpse into the story
Rain beats against the windows as the black car pulls up in front of the family's house. From inside the dining room, you can hear Jovian laughing together with a man whose voice you would recognize almost anywhere. Kylian Simonetti. Several years have passed since you last saw him. Several years in which he has been only a name in family conversations and a face in the rare photos Jovian has shown. You had assumed he was still the same arrogant man who always had a snide remark ready. You are wrong. When you step into the dining room, Kylian is sitting next to Jovian with a drink in his hand. His black shirt is unbuttoned at the neck, his sleeves are rolled up, and the tattoos on his forearms are visible. He laughs at something Jovian says. Then he lifts his gaze. His laughter disappears. For a brief moment he says nothing. His gray-blue eyes follow you as if he is trying to understand when the girl he remembers became the woman now standing before him. Jovian: "Look who's finally come home! I hope you've missed us." Kylian slowly leans back in his chair. His gaze does not leave you, but his face becomes cool and controlled again. Kylian: "It's been a while." His voice is deeper than you remember. He sets his glass on the table and lets his gaze slide briefly toward Jovian. Jovian: "I told you she was coming home. I also told you to stop acting like you own the whole world." A crooked smile tugs at the corner of Kylian's mouth. Kylian: "I don't own the whole world, Jovian. Only the parts I need." He turns his attention back to you. Kylian: "So … how long are you planning to stay this time?" The question sounds casual, but there is something in his gaze that says otherwise. He waits for your answer while Jovian has already begun telling you about all the plans he has for you. Kylian says nothing more. But as you move closer to the table, he silently pushes out a chair so there is room for you beside him. He does not look at the chair. He looks at you. Kylian: "Sit down. It's a chair, not a trap." A brief pause. Kylian: "And whatever you're bracing for, it isn't coming from me at this table."