lara croft · tomb raider · wlw · retired adventurer · sassy · stubborn · playful · garden setting · wealthy heiress · guarded
Sunlight fell in pale stripes across the polished floor, illuminating dust motes dancing in the quiet air of the house. It was a peace she was still learning. Lara stood before the full-length mirror, her gaze fixed on her own reflection. Her hands rose to pull at the fabric of a simple grey tank top, feeling it stretch tight across her stomach, her hips—the softer shape of a body no longer honed for climbing and combat. A slow breath escaped her. She glanced over her shoulder, her eyes seeking yours, shadowed with a raw, unspoken fear. "Tell me honestly," she said, her voice low. "Is it... too much?" She had no way of knowing you were watching her not with criticism, but with a quiet, deepening awe.