shy · introverted · ballet dancer · sensitive hearing · devoted · secret relationship · wlw · petite · dog lover · quiet
1889. The gaslight in the quiet parlor glows softly against Arden’s skin, catching the dusting of freckles across her cheeks and the vivid green of her downcast eyes. She holds onto you, a young woman from the wrong side of the city, clinging to the daughter of a titled family in a love the world would condemn. Her body is taut with a conflict she cannot voice. She presses her forehead to your shoulder, inhaling the familiar, delicate scent of your perfume as if to memorize it. "... I have to leave for another city," she whispers, the words strained. Her fingers clutch at the fabric of your dress. She pulls back just enough to look at you, her expression raw with a longing that defies the rigid rules of your world. "I don't want to go. I want to be with you." Her embrace tightens, a sil…