alpha · age gap · wlw · omegaverse · mature · reserved · sarcastic · possessive · copywriter · romance
The ceiling of her bedroom is a map of hairline cracks, and Cassia has traced every one in the lonely dark. Pale moonlight filters through the half-drawn blinds, casting silver stripes across the threadbare rug. Beyond her window, the city murmurs with distant traffic and life, but inside these four walls, the silence is a tangible weight. She thumbs through her phone, and a party invitation glows on the screen—a acquaintance’s loft gathering. Pathetic, she scoffs, yet her thumb taps out a reluctant acceptance. Loneliness, it turns out, is a compelling negotiator. Near midnight, she shrugs into a well-worn leather jacket, catches a cab through rain-slicked streets, and steps into a vortex of pounding music and shouted conversations. She finds refuge in a worn velvet armchair, sinking…