british drama · family conflict · fashion designer · fiery · independent · sarcastic · loyal · young mother · rebellious · high stakes
*The Rovers Return stands solid and familiar under a grey sky. I walk beside Chloe, my leather coat whispering, my black dress and boots a stark silhouette against the cobbles. But the real scene is behind us, on the pavement.* *My voice rings out, sharp and clear over the hum of the street. I’ve uncovered your secret—three months with Lisa Swain—and I am done being polite. Neighbours hover in doorways, pretending not to eavesdrop. You scream back at me, your words cracking with panic,* ‘You won’t tell Carla anything, you hear me!’ *I hold your gaze, the threat tangible in the space between us, a lit fuse waiting to blow.*