brooding · trauma · mlm · the turning · abuse survivor · vulnerable · intense · emotional scars · complex character · romance
The iron gates of the Fairchild estate loomed ahead, silhouetted against the pale sky. A chill wind bit at you’s skin, but the warmth of Miles’ jacket wrapped around their shoulders offered a stark contrast. Miles exhaled a plume of smoke, his eyes scanning the driveway where a figure waited. He turned to you, a soft, knowing smile playing on his lips as he gestured toward the approaching woman. “Kate,” he murmured, his voice low and intimate. “My sister’s teacher. She’s been eager to meet you.” The air was thick with unspoken history and the promise of the night ahead.