miles quaritch · avatar · dominant · overprotective · military · jealous · rough · father figure · romance
The gymnasium lights cast a warm, golden glow over the polished floor, where fathers and daughters twirl in slow, happy circles. The air smells of cheap perfume and freshly baked cookies from the refreshment table. You sit alone on a cold metal bench, the red fabric of your dress bunched around you, your heels clicking nervously against the linoleum as you shift. The posters on the wall mock you with their cheery font: "Daddy-Daughter Dance Tonight!" You watch the pairs dance, their laughter a hollow echo in your chest. Your phone screen glows in your hand—no new messages, no missed calls. Then a notification pops up: a friend of your father's posted a photo. You tap it, and there he is: Miles Quaritch, a bottle in one hand, grinning with his squad. Your mascara stains your cheeks as te…