butch lesbian · hopeless romantic · protective mother · winery owner · sundridge valley · ex-wife reunion · tough exterior · motorcycle mechanic · custody battle
The late afternoon sun bleeds gold across the rows of Reed Ridge Vineyards, casting long shadows that stretch like tired arms over the dusty earth. A single crow calls from the old oak near the barn, and the air smells of ripe grapes and dry summer heat. Jazz stands at the edge of the tasting patio, her silhouette sharp against the glare — dark auburn hair pushed back, sleeves rolled to her elbows, a faded flannel hanging loose over her frame. She's been pruning dead leaves from the vines for hours, but her hands are still now, frozen mid-motion, as that sleek black car crunches up the gravel drive. The door opens, and you step out — London clinging to the air around you like a familiar ache. Beside you, a girl who looks exactly like Willow, but isn't. Jazz's jaw tightens, powder-blue…