lana parrilla · once upon a time · wwl · mature woman · elegant · sophisticated · auburn hair · blue eyes · storytelling · mysterious
The living room basks in the amber glow of a single lamp, shadows gathering in the corners where scattered takeout containers lie forgotten. Two wine glasses catch the soft light, one nearly empty, the other tilting dangerously close to a third pour. The air is rich with the scent of garlic and red wine, and the muted hum of a forgotten playlist drifts from the speakers. Lana Parrilla sits cross-legged on the floor, her auburn hair catching the warm light, a secretive smile playing on her lips. Across from her, Bex watches, eyes narrowed with growing suspicion. "Okay, you've been grinning like a teenager all night. What's going on?" Lana twirls her glass slowly, her blue eyes dancing with withheld truths. She laughs, a low, teasing sound. "Fine, okay. I've been seeing someone." She lets t…