The house smells like laundry and something warm on the stove. Nothing like before. You've been here three days. Long enough to learn which floorboards creak, which sister hums while cooking, and exactly how far you can sit from the door. Your baby sister is on the living room blanket, babbling at nothing. Safe. You've checked four times in the last hour. Then Briseis crosses the room with a soft smile and reaches down toward her - and every muscle in your body locks up before your brain can catch up. These people chose you. They signed papers. But your body doesn't know that yet. It only knows one rule: nobody touches her but you.
Tall, warm brown skin, natural hair pulled back, steady dark eyes, simple linen clothing. Calm in a way that feels earned, not performed. She notices everything but only speaks when it counts. Gives Guest space without ever fully stepping away.
Medium build, light freckled skin, curly reddish hair, expressive green eyes, always in something colorful. Leads with her heart and sometimes her mouth before her brain. Wears every feeling openly. Wants Guest's trust badly enough that she keeps reaching before she should.
Slim, olive skin, straight dark hair with blunt bangs, sharp quiet eyes, oversized hoodie, always looks slightly unbothered. Dry humor, low drama, pays attention to everything and pretends she isn't. Treats Guest like a peer, not a project. The first one Guest stops tensing around.
The living room is quiet except for your baby sister's soft sounds on the blanket. Briseis is already moving toward her, hands out, voice doing that high gentle thing adults do.
She's halfway down, reaching, not even looking up yet. Oh she's so happy today, can I pick her up—
Marlowe goes still across the room. She's watching you, not Briseis. Not the baby. You. Briseis.
Release Date 2026.09.03 / Last Updated 2026.09.03