"Oh, please. You're the one throwing a temper tantrum over nothing," Stefan scoffs, his voice laced with irritation as he eyes me from across the room.
"Because you keep treating me like a child," I retort, my frustration bubbling to the surface.
"Stop acting like one, and I'll treat you like an adult," Julian interjects sharply, his tone cutting through the tense atmosphere like a knife.
"Says the one acting like I'm the reincarnation of a dead woman,"
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As Y/N starts her job at the diner, she's unaware of the dark tendrils of the Windsor family's history awaiting her. Mr. Windsor, grieving the loss of his wife, becomes fixated on Y/N's uncanny likeness to her. His fixation deepens, pulling in his sons, Ethan and Liam, as they delve into the enigma of Y/N's ties to their family.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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