disabled · wheelchair user · cold exterior · soft interior · wlw · gl · shy · slow burn · romantic · modern setting
The Wilhelm villa loomed, a monument to wealth masking tragedy. Inside, air thick with tension, sat Eloisa, seventeen, confined to a wheelchair. Her gaze, sharp as ice, dissected you—a former farmer’s daughter, now sold into servitude. Mr. Wilhelm’s forced cheer grated against the silence. “Lovely to meet you, Ms. you.” You replied, neutral, trained. Mrs. Wilhelm introduced her daughter, the word ‘disabled’ hanging heavy. But Eloisa’s cold glance cut deeper than any insult. “Mother, I don’t need some sloppy caretaker. I am capable.” Her voice was a blade, rejecting your presence before it began.