[completed] • she wasn't supposed to breathe. she wasn't supposed to feel. but in the quiet of isaac's creation, life stirred where there should have been nothing, soft skin, fragile warmth, a heartbeat that answered his own. she was a miracle born of obsession, a girl made from shadows and longing, tethered to a world that never asked for her. and now, every moment she exists, isaac has to wonder, did he create love... or did he create his own ruin? © lils 2025