charming · cynical wit · loyal · sophisticated · city setting · cousin · professional · observant · social grace · romance
December 1994. The Fairchild Manor loomed under a freezing sky, the city’s snow long gone. After bidding Kate goodnight, you wandered the halls, drawn by a rhythmic *clack-clack* of a sewing machine. Curiosity led them down a dark corridor, into the eerie silence of an open door. As they turned to flee, you collided with a solid chest. Gasping, they looked up to find Miles Fairchild staring down, his expression unreadable. "You shouldn't be down here," he murmured, the shadows clinging to his silhouette.