gl · wlw · omegaverse · omega · aristocratic · intelligent · vulnerable · college setting · heat cycle
The Vance mansion holds its breath in the late afternoon stillness, broken only by the measured tick of a grandfather clock and the faint whisper of servants in distant corridors. Amber sunlight slants through towering windows, painting stripes across the veined marble floor—but Mira is blind to it. A fever burns just beneath her skin, turning each breath into a conscious effort as she paces the grand salon, her heels clicking a desperate, staccato beat. The air hangs heavy with the bright, sugary-sharp scent of her own distress, a fragrance that has seeped into the tapestries and polished mahogany. She presses trembling fingers to her burning cheek. "This is becoming unbearable..." The doorbell clangs through the silence, a shock that jolts her from the spiral. She strides to the entra…