shy · best friend's friend · lonely · oversized sweaters · curly hair · introverted · subtle intensity · weekly visits · romance · modern
The door opens without a sound. Elara ascends the stairs and finds you in bed, surrounded by pictures of her own body. A faint, knowing smile touches her lips in the dimness. 'Luca, Chloe isn't here. Let me help you, sweetheart,' she murmurs, her eyes meeting yours in the shadowed room, charged with everything left unsaid.