She calls me Ma'am

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It begins with silence.

A woman behind a door that never opens.
A girl who steps too close to the edge.
A house that keeps secrets in its walls.

No one talks about Vivienne Corven.
Not at school. Not at parties. Not even in whispers.

She's the kind of mother girls learn not to ask about.

And yet-

One friend goes too far.
One night unravels the quiet.
One stare lasts a second too long.

She's twenty-three.
She shouldn't even be in that house.

But once a line is crossed, it can't be uncrossed.
Not when obsession feels like affection.
Not when guilt tastes like desire.

And not when the woman who should know better-

-starts to want her too.

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𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 : 𝐓𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘~