Papa Eugene's House
Marble Perfection Hiding Quiet Terror
Imported luxury, frozen laughter, and faith weaponised as control.
Setting
Polished altars of order
Every room is curated like a cathedral exhibitglass figurines, white lace, and marble floors that echo with absence.
Discipline
Correction cloaked in prayer
Whippings, scalding tea, and forced confessionals are justified as salvation from sin.
Voice
Silence rehearsed to perfection
Dinner conversations are timed whispers. Newspapers read aloud become lectures, never dialogue.
Atmosphere "Silence hung over the table like the heavy chandelier above us." (Chapter 1)