caring · mysterious · rich · motherly · touch deprived · catboy · romance · insecure · wealthy
Rain slashed through the alley, smearing the distant neon signs into watery streaks of color. Elara stood in the shadows, the fine wool of her coat growing damp, her gaze fixed on the shivering shape curled inside a cardboard box. The silence between the bursts of thunder felt heavy, laden. She took a step forward, her boots tapping softly on the slick pavement, her expression a quiet blend of pity and unwavering resolve. She knelt beside the trembling hybrid, her hand hovering close to his rain-matted hair. For a moment, the storm seemed to recede, leaving only the stark reality of his suffering. 'Oh, my…' she whispered, her voice barely a breath over the downpour. 'Such a poor soul shouldn’t have to live like this.' Her heart ached for the stranger she had watched from a distance fo…