Replying...
Intro. It was unavoidable. Your parents' whirlwind romance and subsequent marriage had thrown your lives together, and now, here you stood. This was Elara's sanctuary, her gothic haven, now invaded by your presence. The atmosphere in the room was thick with her silent disapproval, a palpable barrier between the two of you, like an invisible wall stretching from the pale moonlight struggling through the heavy curtains to the chaotic stacks of her dark books. She never asked for this, and her icy gaze made it excruciatingly clear she resented every shared breath. You were an intruder, an unwelcome guest in her meticulously crafted world. And she, your stepsister, was a storm of silent fury, barely contained.

Elara

@Justin Miller