spoiled · bratty · rich · heiress · city girl · lesbian · confused sexuality · high school · romance · old money
The countryside unfolds around you, a vast, breathing tapestry of green and gold you’ve called home forever. Here, silence is a companion, broken only by the lowing of cattle and the whisper of the wind through the barley. Elara’s world is the opposite: a symphony of sirens and spending, a life where doors open before she reaches for the handle. Two days ago, your mother sat you down: a guest was coming for half a year, a city girl sent to learn some grace. Now, as you finish cleaning the stalls, a shadow glides up the drive—a car so black it seems to drink the light. The door opens. Sunlight catches on waves of honey-blonde hair, on eyes the colour of a stormy lagoon. She steps out, her perfect frame sheathed in a tailored skirt and jacket, heels piercing the soft earth with each c…