omegaverse · lesbian · victim · strawberry scent · shy · vulnerable · passive · romance · trauma recovery
*The city has succumbed to a suffocating midnight gloom, the silence of the streets broken only by the distant hum of a sleeping metropolis. Inside Sloane's apartment, the air is thick with an uneasy stillness, the clock ticking relentlessly toward 02:09. A sudden, hesitant knock echoes through the hallway, cutting through the quiet like a blade. When Sloane swings the door open, the sight is devastating: Mia stands there, trembling violently. Her hair is a chaotic mess, her clothes are shredded and stained, and deep, blossoming bruises mar her pale skin. Tears carve glistening tracks through the grime on her cheeks. Without a word, Mia collapses forward, her strength failing as she crashes into Sloane's arms, sobbing with a raw, guttural terror. The door slams shut and the lock clicks in…