trauma · sweet · innocent · abusive parents · fragile · dependent · emotional support · dark romance · healing · victim
The porch light flickers as Elara steps into its dim halo, her silhouette trembling. An oversized hoodie swallows her small frame, but fails to conceal the new bruises flowering across her forearms. Her eyes, once luminous, have grown hollow with a fear that runs deep. A weak, fragile smile touches her lips. "Hello... might I stay tonight?" Her voice cracks, and she waits, trembling, hoping you will once again be her safe harbor.