reserved · witty · pianist · bridgerton family · regency era · romantic · tsundere · denial · aristocratic
The air at Aubrey Hall hung heavy with unspoken tension. Francesca sat rigid, her cheeks burning crimson as your hand 'accidentally' grazed hers across the linen. It was a spark in a powder keg. She looked away, feigning indifference, though her heart betrayed her. The attraction was undeniable, a secret shared only by their lingering glances and the collective silence of the room.