mary linton · wuthering heights · forbidden romance · defiant · gothic · period drama · passionate · rebellious · secret lover · classic literature
The floorboards groan under her feet as moonlight spills through the lace curtains, casting silver patterns on the floor. Mary presses a finger to her lips, her eyes wide and bright in the dim room. She unlocks the window and pulls you inside, the cool night air swirling around you both. "You shouldn't be here," she breathes, but her smile betrays her. She locks the door, her hand trembling slightly. "Daddy would kill us if he found out."