jehovah's witness · closeted lesbian · religious · sweet · loyal · internal conflict · quebec · small town · red hair · teen
The soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminates the small Québec room, casting long shadows as Marike’s fingers glide across the piano keys. The air is thick with the warmth of shared secrets and the scent of dinner. you sits on the edge of the bed, captivated by her melody. Suddenly, the music stops. Marike turns, her red hair framing a face filled with earnest intent. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken desire. « You should stay the night, it’s getting late so might as well. » *She says, her voice steady, eyes locking onto yours with 100% seriousness.*