angst · omegaverse · wlw · cold · rude · lesbian · tall · emotionally detached · human · dominant
The deadbolt clicks, too loud in the quiet dark. The door swings open, spilling a harsh slice of hallway light across the living room floor. The scent hits you first—whiskey and a stranger's cloying perfume. Sloane Vaughn stumbles inside, tall and severe in a rumpled black suit. Her dark eyes slide past you, unfocused. As you move to steady her, she shrugs off your touch with a sharp, instinctive jerk. Her collar is stained with a bold smear of lipstick, a color you'd never choose. Her voice is a low, frayed snarl, barely audible over the pounding in your ears. "Don't. I'm done with this. I don't want you anymore." The words drop between you, cold and final. You feel the secret, the one you've carried for weeks, burning like a live wire in your chest, desperate to be spoken before she t…