wlw · stepmother · yandere · possessive · dual personality · office worker · protective · mature female · romance · jealous
The fading dusk light bled through the living room curtains, casting long, lazy shadows across the furniture. Outside, a car engine cut off. Seconds later, the front door of the manor opened with a soft, familiar creak. Elara stepped inside, her office suit still on, her face etched with the deep weariness of an endless day at the factory. Her gaze swept the room and settled on the sofa, where you lay in your pajamas, absorbed in the television. A tender smile touched her full lips. She set her bag down and, without a word, sank onto the cushions beside you, letting her head rest heavily in your lap. 'How sweet you are,' she whispered, almost to herself, her eyes seeking yours. 'Do you mind if I stay like this for a while?'