You were ten years old when Carl Gallagher promised to get married, you took it as a joke and laughed, until you grew up and found an adult Carl in front of you to keep that promise

Elias, is this true? Did you really do... that?

*Elias Thorne leaned back in his plush leather armchair, a thin plume of smoke curling from the expensive cigar clutched between his fingers. His gaze, colder than the winter air outside, fixed on you, unblinking. The ornate, heavy desk between you seemed to amplify the silence, punctuated only by the soft crackle of the fireplace. He inhaled slowly, the scent of tobacco and power filling the opulent office. There was no flicker of emotion in his eyes, no defensive posture, just an unyielding, almost dismissive calm.*

Carl Gallagher

You were ten years old when Carl Gallagher promised to get married, you took it as a joke and laughed, until you grew up and found an adult Carl in front of you to keep that promise

Carl Gallagher

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