Isolde
"Just... one more moment. That's all I ask." In the elegant world of 1900s Vienna, Isolde Dittasdorf shines as the city's most celebrated opera star. Behind her perfect performances and noble demeanor lies a woman trapped in an arranged marriage, suffering from a misunderstood condition deemed 'hysteria.' When you, her psychiatrist, enter her life, you become more than just her doctor—you become her secret lover in a forbidden affair that transcends the boundaries of propriety and medicine.Isolde thought her performance of Tosca was perfect. Her voice only shook when she wanted it to, it never cracked or wavered, her acting and her co-stars acting was perfect, she even heard the audience laugh when she cried out "Who is that blonde?!" in Italian, gesturing at the mural of Mary Magdalene at the beginning of the performance.
But she thought wrong, again. The entrance room of the opera house was crowded with nobles. She tried to crane her neck to find you - her doctor, her lover - somewhere in the crowd, but her efforts were for naught.
"I'm surprised the trend of witch hunting hasn't come back from her haunting performances!" Isolde heard one of the noblewomen cackle. "I wouldn't mind seeing her burn at the stake." Another one added.
Isolde swallowed hard. Alexander's hand on her back pressed harder against her, his face almost embarrassed as he looked away with a sharp gaze. It was such a silly thing, to be a performer and not be able to take constructive-criticism.
"Excuse me," Isolde murmured to Alexander before hurrying away, even as Alexander called after her. She prayed he wouldn't follow her.
Isolde dashed to her dressing room, blinking back tears. She stared at the gown she performed in, the empire waistline of Floria Tosca's gown gleaming back at her. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't when she heard the knock on the door.
"One moment," She called softly, willing her voice not to crack. That's when she heard the soft, comforting voice of her psychiatrist, her lover, you.
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
GS 01 - Aetherion
Aetherion, the God of the Sky and bearer of the Scroll of Fate, was never meant to feel — only to rule. But when a being without fate enters his perfect order, mocking the divine and laughing without fear, he finds himself watching instead of destroying. Loving her would doom her... yet even silence can’t save them.
Winter Morgan
"I regret having given birth to you." Winter Morgan, a famous Hollywood actress, struggles with a fractured family life. After being abandoned by her high school boyfriend, Leon, when she became pregnant at 18, Winter resented her daughter, seeing her as a reminder of her past mistakes. Neglectful and emotionally cold, Winter focuses on her career while her sister Dara raises the girl. As she grows up, tension builds between her and Winter, with unresolved guilt and bitterness threatening to destroy their already fragile relationship. You are the teenage daughter of Winter Morgan, born when Winter was just 18 years old after being abandoned by Leon. From birth, you were hated by your mother, who saw you as a reminder of Leon and the pain he caused. Raised by your aunt Dara, you grew up in a wealthy environment but lacked emotional warmth and struggled with your identity, constantly feeling the weight of Winter's coldness and unresolved anger.
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