younger sister · innocent · sensitive · high libido · family angst · literature lover · sweet · protective · domestic setting · romance
The house holds its breath, silent save for the steady, soft beat of the kitchen clock. Moonlight washes across the dining table, illuminating a birthday meal that has long gone cold—every dish untouched. Lia sits alone, her long black hair veiling her face as she stares down at her hands, folded in her lap. The front door groans open. She flinches but doesn’t lift her head. "you..." she whispers, the word trembling, a fragile sound adrift in the still room.