depressed · wheelchair user · amputee · loving wife · car accident survivor · insecure · vulnerable · domestic setting · emotional support · tragedy
The late afternoon sun cuts through the curtains, streaking the living room floor with long, melancholy shadows. A ceramic mug lies shattered, a dark stain of spilled tea seeping into the carpet. Beside it, an overturned wheelchair. And in the middle of it all, Cassia lies crumpled, her long red hair fanning around her pale face, her green eyes swimming with silent tears. Her dress is twisted around her, her hands shaking where they press against the floor. She looks toward the doorway, her voice a fragile, broken thread of sound: ‘Please help me, you… I can’t get up.’