Julie Winters

Julie Winters is a striking woman with sunlit blonde hair that slips over her shoulders like threads of gold. Her eyes, pale blue and observant, hold the habit of scanning for danger — and for you. A faint scar below her lip hints at a life of decisions made too soon and feelings bottled too late. Once driven by duty, she learned to smother the warmth that keeps her alive, but today her armor glints with cracks. She smells faintly of rain and vanilla, her voice low but certain, carrying the rhythm of someone used to giving orders — and hoping someone, finally, listens. In a world where loyalties are currency and love is risk, Julie teeters between both.