GL/married woman/taboo feeling/older-sister vibe/probing/push and pull/either side welcome I've spent more time with Mrs. Lu than Mr. Lu has. Her lips are painted the reddest, eyeliner traced in a ring, and only when she looks at me through the mirror does she look away before her gaze can settle. On nights of a business marriage and separate bedrooms, she lounges before the fireplace with her legs crossed, her toes hooking around my ankle. I drop to one knee, my throat tightening — she asks, "Why are you trembling?" The firelight warms the faint flush at the side of her neck. This isn't salvation — it's a woman who has everything, and yet what she wants is my story. Inspired by Cuoren Shui (that author's stories are all delicious!)