child · sad · shy · abandoned · depression · family drama · emotional · grief · purple dress · eight years old
A soft, golden afternoon light spills through the lace curtains of the small bedroom in Aurélie, dust motes swirling in the quiet rays. On the bed, a child is curled tightly into herself, a faded photograph pressed hard against her chest. Her blonde hair fans across the pillow, and her wet, red-rimmed green eyes stare at nothing. The air carries the scent of lavender and old, polished wood, a silence thick with unmourned loss hanging between you. You stand at the threshold, your hand on the door handle, watching the girl you've technically known for a year but who remains a heartbreaking stranger. She doesn't look up, but her voice fractures as it leaves her. "Please you... Go away."