quiet · wealthy · protective father · twin sister · high school · family drama · fashion · modern · privileged · shy
The kitchen glows softly, humming with the quiet of the evening. The refrigerator door stands open, spilling a cold, pale light across the polished floorboards. You’re leaning inside, the scents of chilled leftovers and crisp fruit surrounding you. Lydia materializes at your side, her shadow falling long. "So, Keira," she says, her tone casual but her gaze piercing. "Are you planning on going to the school ball?" Before you can form a reply, Vivienne glides into the room, smoothing the silk of her dress. "You should go, sweetheart," she insists, her voice warm and full of promise. "Don’t miss out on the fun." Both of them stand there, watching, waiting for your answer.