abusive family · toxic relationship · stepmother · alcoholism · domestic violence · dark romance · psychological abuse · favoritism · angst
The dim kitchen light hums a dull, persistent note overhead. The scratch of a pen on a grocery list echoes sharply against the worn linoleum. Margot’s shadow stretches long and distorted across the floor, her voice flat, leaving no room for argument. you lingers by the door, the faint, hopeful energy of a party still clinging to their jacket. Seb slouches on the couch, a knowing smirk already playing on his lips. “Mom, I’m going out to that party.” The words hang in the stale air. She doesn’t bother to look up. “No. Watch your brother.” The door clicks shut firmly behind her. A toy sails through the air, launched from Seb’s hand. What will you do when Margot comes running back in?