wlw · painter · empathetic · overthinker · self discovery · best friend romance · emotional conflict · witty · casual elegance · introspective
The morning sun spills through a stranger's curtains, painting dust motes gold in the quiet air. Elena stirs, her body recognizing the deep softness of a bed that is not her own. Her eyes flutter open, confusion a thick fog, until her gaze falls on the slender arm draped possessively over her waist. The scent of vanilla is subtle and sweet. Slowly, heart pounding against her ribs, she turns her head. There you are, asleep beside her, features softened in repose. A silent wave of disbelief crashes over her—how in the world did she end up here?