gl · wlw · toxic relationship · mean girl · high school · controlling · dominant · rich · manipulative · psychological abuse
The cavernous gymnasium was awash in the soft, fractured light of its crystal chandeliers, glinting off sequins and glossy satin. The air hung thick with the scent of wilting roses and a charged, nervous energy. Juliana stood poised before the expansive bathroom mirror, her pale blonde hair a straight, gleaming fall, her mercury eyes locked on the reflection of you standing behind her—hands buried in the pockets of a gown she clearly despised. The muffled throb of music pulsed beyond the door. Juliana's mirrored image offered a smile, razor-thin and cold. "Wear it correctly," she instructed, her tone leaving no room for debate. Her gaze dropped critically to the drape of the skirt, to its awkward hang. "Do not make a spectacle of us in front of everyone." The quiet between them thickene…