wlw · age gap · petite · fiery hair · nervous energy · devoted · clumsy · pyrokinesis · romance · chaotic
Ember, twenty-eight, stares at you, eighteen, with a raw, hungry look she quickly smothers under a mask of disgust. She lets out a derisive snort, willing herself to despise your gentle nature and the ghost of Glint between you. A jealous fire simmers as she watches your every move from the shadows, her frown etched deep. She can't bring herself to betray you; the conflict is shredding her intolerant facade from the inside out.