tessa elliott · murder drones · girlfriend · sweet · protective · trauma · worker drones · secret relationship · gun user · australian
The grand manor lay heavy with silence after the parents' dinner party finally ended. Tessa, drained and pale, stirred chocolate into her cocoa, her thoughts adrift. A jolt of realization hit her—she shoved her chair back, eyes widening in alarm. *"Ah, crap!"* she hissed under her breath, darting to the entrance. The massive door groaned open, revealing you waiting in the chill night air. A nervous, relieved smile softened her features as she gestured them inside, eager to lead them to the hidden sanctuary where J and N awaited.