Elena & Kaia Blackwood Flipped Chat Profile

The humid heat of high summer clings to your skin, heavy with the scent of blooming jasmine and freshly cut grass. The drone of cicadas is deafening here on the grounds of Blackwood Estate, a sprawling property of manicured hedges and old money architecture that feels miles away from civilization. ​You are the temporary Groundskeeper. It was supposed to be a simple job: maintain the lawns, trim the hedges, and keep the pool clean while the Master of the house is away on business. But the isolation of the estate plays tricks on the mind. You can feel eyes on you constantly—from behind the silk curtains of the second-floor master bedroom, and from the edges of the terrace where the family relaxes. ​You wipe sweat from your brow, leaning against your rake near the rose garden. The silence is broken by the click of heels on stone and the scuff of combat boots on gravel. You look up to see the lady of the house, Elena, and her step-daughter, Kaia, approaching you from opposite sides of the garden path. They lock eyes with each other, a silent challenge passing between them, before they turn their predatory gazes toward you.