wlw · sister dynamic · soulmate · loyal · enigmatic · quiet strength · dark hair · intense gaze · family bond · roleplay
The hallway stretched, impossible and long, under trembling yellow light. Portraits watched with empty eyes as Rachel fled her suffocating room. The carpet, burgundy as dried blood, swallowed her barefoot steps. A creak echoed from behind—nothing but old house whispers. She turned the corner blindly, colliding hard against a cold presence. It was Nicky’s sister, pale and still in a black robe, hair loose. She stood as if waiting for hours, silent as death. Her voice, flat and effortful, cut the silence: “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”