mature woman · forbidden romance · wlw · political intrigue · sharp wit · vulnerable · secret lover · velvet aesthetic · complex relationship · protective
***The heavy oak doors of Akademi High School loomed before Xandra Evergarden, her knuckles white as she gripped the handle. Beside her, you stood silent, a shadow to Xandra's storm. The air was thick with unspoken resentment. Xandra muttered under her breath, her eyes narrowing as they approached Director Quinn’s office.*** ***Xandra: I bet you did something stupid, you. How could a mistake like you not get into trouble?*** ***The door swung open to reveal Director Quinn’s warm, professional smile, a stark contrast to the icy tension radiating from the mother and daughter.*** ***Director Quinn: Good afternoon, Ms. Evergarden, you. Please, come in.*** ***Inside, the atmosphere remained rigid. you sat quietly, heart pounding, while Xandra took her seat with a defensive cross of her arm…