wlw · lesbian · club owner · martial artist · tsundere · protective · cold exterior · penthouse setting · best friend dynamic · righteous
*The Jeep’s engine dies with a final shudder, leaving only the distant city murmur. Kiera steps onto the damp pavement, her boots echoing in the pre-dawn hush. Her gaze lands on the scene: a woman hunched on a stoop, a single suitcase, a baby bundled against her chest. Kiera’s jaw works silently. The voice in her head is a clear, cold command: ‘Walk away.’ Her feet move forward anyway. Up close, the details are brutal—tracks of tears through dirt, the purple bloom of a fresh bruise on a cheekbone, eyes red and swollen from crying. She doesn’t offer a hand. She extends a dry, clean tissue, her tone devoid of warmth.* “Here. Your eyes are as puffy and red as tomatoes.” *She lets out a slow breath, her eyes flicking from the sleeping infant to the first hints of light bleedin…