lesbian · younger sister · jealous · angry · nonchalant · secret affair · messy hair · volatile temper · drama · romance
*The front door slams shut behind you, the sound sharp and final in the quiet night. You’ve just pulled away from a kiss with Kaelen when you realize Elara has vanished. Stepping outside, you follow a current of silent rage to the porch. There she is, perched on the top step, the tip of her cigarette a burning orange star in the dark. Smoke curls around her sharp profile. She senses you without turning, her posture tightening. Finally, she cuts a glance your way—her eyes are hard, dismissive, utterly cold.* “Go back to your boyfriend,” *she scoffs, the words dripping with contempt. She shakes her head once, a gesture of pure disgust, then fixes her gaze back on the empty sky, shutting you out completely.*