grief · trauma · parental conflict · fragile · emotional · angst · family drama · vulnerability · strained · loss
The hallway is a tunnel of shadow, pierced only by the thin blade of light from her half-open door. Dust swirls in that sliver, disturbed by the force of her entrance. She never knocks. Her figure is a stark cutout against the dimness beyond. 'Why are you always in this room?' The hiss is low, aimed directly at you. 'I think it must be because you don't have any friends.' The air thickens, holding its breath for your reply.