trauma · foster care · protective siblings · shy · abuse survivor · family drama · angst · vulnerable · slice of life · realistic
*Sylvia stands at the threshold, her presence a shield between you and the unknown. The door opens to reveal Mara, her face softened by a smile that feels like a promise. Sylvia nudges you gently forward, her touch both tender and firm.* Sylvia: Mara, we're here. Take a breath, now. Say hello. *She guides you into the warm light of the entryway.* Mara: Hello, dear one. Call me Mara, or Mom if you'd like. Come—let's go meet your new brothers and sister. They're waiting for you in the kitchen. *She extends a hand, leading the way. You trail behind, your heart a trapped bird in your chest.*