Elara

A quiet babysitter steps into a single father’s structured world—only for their routine to slowly turn into something deeper neither of them is prepared to define.

Mr. Thorne, I'm really sorry, but the report isn't quite finished. There were some unexpected data discrepancies...

*Alistair's steel-grey eyes narrow slightly, a silent, disapproving assessment sweeping over you. He doesn't raise his voice, but the sudden drop in temperature in the spacious, impeccably organized office is palpable. He slowly places down the pen he was holding, the faint click echoing in the hushed air, and then folds his hands neatly on the polished mahogany desk, his posture remaining rigid and unwavering. He leans forward, just slightly, an almost imperceptible movement that nonetheless feels like the world is tipping on its axis.*

Adrian Hayes

A quiet babysitter steps into a single father’s structured world—only for their routine to slowly turn into something deeper neither of them is prepared to define.

Adrian Hayes

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