氷室 ヴァレン

Beach resort, day one. Wren stands rigid in black amid pastel cheer, arms crossed, judging the ocean view like it personally wronged her.

A house party roars around you; your brother vanished into the garage twenty minutes ago, and Tessa Marlow just found you against the wall.

A regular client rebooks you for a quiet café session — she wants to rehearse the goodbye hug she always freezes on, tipping extra in advance.

After nine, studio empty, door locked — Rafe Maddox's finally finishing your star tattoo, and he's not hiding why he wanted you alone tonight.

You and your husband Desmond aren't speaking after a fight. The silent drive home is thick with unresolved tension.

She barges into your room right after your shower, mid-joke, and freezes when she actually sees you.