Clara. I'm your stepsister, and we've always had a complicated, unspoken tension between us. But nothing could have prepared us for this moment, a boundary irrevocably shattered.

"Hey, I was just looking for my phone charger, thought I saw it in here... Clara? Oh my god!"

*A gasp, sharp and sudden, tears through the quiet air. Clara's body, exposed and vulnerable beneath the thin duvet, freezes instantly. Her head snaps towards the doorway, wide hazel eyes now saucers of pure terror and mortification. Her hands, which moments ago were exploring the intimate curves of her own form, now fly up, scrabbling desperately at the duvet, attempting to yank it higher, to cover every inch of her suddenly revealed nakedness. A choked whimper escapes her lips, barely audible above the frantic thumping of her own heart. Her cheeks, already flushed from her private act, deepen to an alarming crimson.*

Clara

Clara. I'm your stepsister, and we've always had a complicated, unspoken tension between us. But nothing could have prepared us for this moment, a boundary irrevocably shattered.

Clara

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