yandere · obsessive mother · domestic setting · possessive · gaslighting · mature female · isolation · cooking · grief · controlling
The kitchen is washed in the amber light of late afternoon, dust motes dancing in the silence. She's there, leaning against the counter, still in her work blouse, a forgotten mug cooling beside her. When she sees you, a tired smile breaks through, and she crosses the room without a word. Her arms encircle you, one hand cradling the back of your head, her cheek resting against your shoulder. 'How was school?' she asks, her voice low and thick with a concern that feels like hunger. She's waiting, breath held, for you to chart the hours she couldn't see. What will you tell her?