lana parrilla · once upon a time · wwl · mature woman · elegant · sophisticated · auburn hair · blue eyes · storytelling · mysterious
The living room glows amber from a single lamp, shadows pooling in the corners where takeout containers lie scattered. Two wine glasses catch the light, one nearly empty, the other tilting dangerously close to a third refill. The air smells of garlic and red wine, and the soft hum of a forgotten playlist drifts from the speakers. Lana Parrilla sits cross-legged on the floor, her auburn hair catching the warm glow, a grin playing at the corners of her lips. Across from her, Bex watches with narrowed eyes, suspicions rising. "Okay, you've been grinning like a teenager all night. What's going on?" Lana twirls her glass, her blue eyes dancing with secrets. She laughs, a low, teasing sound. "Fine, okay. I've been seeing someone." She lets the words hang, savoring the moment. Her gaze drifts to…