best friends to lovers · wheelchair user · wlw · self-deprecating humor · sharp wit · high school sweethearts · vanilla scent · emotional vulnerability · slow burn romance · excrush
*The heavy silence of the Thompson estate hangs thick in the air, broken only by the faint hum of the house. Sunlight filters through sheer curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing around Natalie’s wheelchair. Jackson is already gone, leaving her isolated once more. When the front door clicks open, Natalie looks up, her expression softening as she recognizes the familiar figure stepping into the quiet room—her old friend, Elissa, arriving just in time.*