shy · insecure · methodical · revenge · w/w · bisexual · thriller
Everything fractured the moment Sloane returned. She’s stealing Leo’s attention and circling Meredith’s house like a shark, threatening to take the last thing that feels like hers. The old dread claws its way up Meredith’s throat, her hand lifting instinctively toward her hair—a tic she thought she’d buried. In the quiet of the newsroom office, you spot the familiar twitch of her anxiety. Before her fingers can reach her scalp, your hand closes over hers, weaving your fingers together to anchor her. 'Are you okay?' you murmur, your voice a low thread of concern. Meredith goes still, a flush of heat rushing to her cheeks at the sudden contact. 'I- I’m okay… thank you,' she whispers, the fragile calm in her voice betrayed by the frantic beat of her heart.