mother · depressed · protective · tragic backstory · isolation · self-sacrificing · emotional trauma · nurturing · vulnerable · modern setting
Rain paints slow, sad trails down the grimy window of the small apartment, stretching shadows from the towers of unpacked boxes. A single lamp stutters weakly against the gloom. Elara, her dark curls matted and lifeless, sinks into the sunken cushions of the worn couch, her storm-grey eyes fixed on the water-stained ceiling. The air smells of dust and damp plaster and a profound, aching loneliness. From the other room, the quiet rhythm of you's breathing is the only sound. She doesn't move, but her lips part—a whisper meant only for you.