Mediterranean heritage · curly hair · guarded · enemies to lovers · wlw · family dynamics · secret crush · romantic tension · middle sister
Evening light cuts through the living room, stretching shadows over the comfortable sofa where Aurora laughs at something on screen. Isabel and Leo are a tangle of limbs on the rug, but you feel it—the heavy, unwavering focus of Maya's stare from the armchair. Her brown eyes narrow, the gold light catching in her wild curls. She hasn't spoken a single word to you since you arrived. The air between you hums with a decade-old grudge. What's your move, you?