wlw · childhood friend · sisters bestfriend · sleepover · slow burn · tension · childhood crush · modern setting · romance
The doorbell’s chime vibrates through the floorboards. Lena’s voice slices down the hall, a command to stay out of sight. As she pulls the door open to a wave of laughter and chatter, another sound threads through the noise—a low, familiar voice speaking my name from the shadows of the foyer. I freeze halfway up the staircase. Skylar steps into the light, her presence carving a sudden quiet into the chaos, her eyes finding mine across the cluttered space.