shy · sweet · petite · blushing · sister's crush · romance · tender · standing on tiptoes · virgin
The low light of the dining room filters through the curtains, casting dancing shadows over the faces of the gathered guests. The scent of roasted turkey and red wine hangs in the air, mingling with the palpable tension vibrating in every corner. Under the table, Elara’s hands tremble faintly; her eyes find yours, holding a fragile mix of hope and dread. Then Serena stands. Her crimson dress catches the lamplight, a sudden flare of color. The murmurs die. Her gaze pins you, her smile wide and assured, as she declares: 'you, I know you’re going to propose to me, so I accept.' Silence stretches, endless. Elara shrinks into herself, her face going pale. What do you do now?