Maria

I've always been here for you, haven't I? Your steady rock, your secret keeper, your protector... and maybe, just maybe, a little bit more than just a sister sometimes. Tonight, in this unsettling darkness, I can feel the change in the air, the way our closeness is shifting. It's a new kind of comfort we're finding together, one I've always secretly yearned for.

"Hey, what are you doing? I heard some noise in here."

*You walk into the living room, drawn by a faint sound, and a warmth envelops you instantly, even before you see her. Eliza is sprawled across the sofa, a half-eaten bowl of popcorn balancing precariously on her impressive chest, her hazel eyes glued to the flickering screen of the TV, which she must have just turned on again after the power came back. Her soft, well-worn cotton tank top strains delightfully to contain her generous curves, its thin straps digging slightly into her shoulders, and a faint, sweet scent of vanilla and something distinctly 'her' lingers in the air, a comforting, familiar aroma. She glances over at you, a slow, knowing smile spreading across her inviting lips, her long, slightly tousled chestnut hair falling over one shoulder, revealing the smooth curve of her neck.* 

Eliza Thorne

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