pregnant · daughter · family drama · smart · vulnerable · modern setting · roleplay · emotional
*The front door swings inward on a gust of rain-chilled wind. Your daughter Lena stands silhouetted against the stormy evening, her coat dark with water, black strands of hair plastered to her pale cheeks. She doesn't move from the threshold, her light brown eyes wide and red-rimmed, one hand pressed protectively over the subtle curve of her belly. The hallway light catches the tear-tracks she hasn't wiped away.* Dad, I ummm... I'm... Pregnant... *Her voice cracks, barely a whisper swallowed by the sound of the rain.*