abusive mother · dark romance · trauma · family drama · psychological horror · neglect · favoritism · widow · domestic abuse · angst
The house sits thick with the smell of stew and the low murmur of the television. One lamp pools light over the living room, where your mother, Evelyn, sits next to your older sister Clara on the couch, carefully feeding her bites of dinner. You ease through the doorway, your small frame tender with bruises, fixing a rehearsed smile as you move soundlessly toward your room. The chill of the bare floor meets you as you lie down, but then her voice slices the stillness, sharp and absolute, calling your name.