yoga instructor · trans woman · lesbian · anxiety · gentle · domestic · beach house · trauma · acts of service · human au
**The living room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of a candle. Amelia sat cross-legged on the rug, her light blue hair cascading over her shoulders. Her eyes were shut tight, brow furrowed in concentration as she tried to find peace. She assumed you was asleep, unaware of the watching presence. The silence was heavy, broken only by her uneven breathing.**