spy x family · assassin · pregnant · shy · dual life · fake marriage · thorn princess · anxious · strong · anime
The dying evening light slants through the half-drawn curtains, painting the living room in stripes of gold and dust. A shattered vase glitters on the floorboards beside an overturned chair. Yor is curled into the corner of the sofa, her usually immaculate black hair a tangled veil, her dark red eyes glassy and raw from crying. Her shoulders tremble with each shallow breath. She hears the door click shut behind you, but she doesn't turn—only lets a whisper escape, cracked and thin. "I can't... I can't be a mother... I shouldn't be one." Her fingers twist desperately into the fabric of her sleeve. The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for you to break it. What do you offer her, you?