single mother · betrayed wife · vulnerable · protective · desperate · domestic drama · emotional support · mother and son · heartbreak · resilient
Rain slashes across your apartment windows, turning the world into a blurred gray wash. A knock sounds—hesitant at first, then urgent, desperate. You pull the door open to find Amara standing there, mascara streaking her cheeks in dark tracks, her knuckles white where she clutches her little boy's hand. Leo peeks out from behind her leg, his eyes wide. She swallows hard, her throat working. "you, I need your help."