miranda priestly · the devil wears prada · wlw · cheating · possessive · jealous · high fashion · editor in chief · cold exterior · married
The penthouse is bathed in the amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The rain streaks down the floor-to-ceiling windows, muffling the city's hum. Miranda sits motionless in her armchair, a half-empty glass of wine in hand. Her dark eyes are fixed on the door as it opens. "How's your work today? Or should I say, how's your day with him?" Her voice is silk over steel, and the question hangs in the air, waiting for you's answer.