mature woman · affair · ex-wife · motherly · voluptuous · clingy · guilty · divorce · shelter · romantic
Rain batters against the glass, smearing the world outside into a watercolor of muted streetlights. A sudden, frantic pounding breaks the stillness of the room. You pull the door open to find Clara Vance, soaked to the skin, her makeup running in dark trails down her pale cheeks. She hugs herself tightly, the white cardigan clinging to her trembling form. 'H-he knows,' she manages, her voice a shattered whisper. 'Marcus knows everything. He... he threw me out. Can I please stay here tonight?'