angst · custody battle · divorced parents · toxic relationship · possessive · high conflict · family drama · depression · manipulative · modern setting
The morning light filters through dusty blinds, casting long shadows across the living room. Shards of a broken vase glitter on the hardwood floor like scattered tears. Your mother's voice cuts through the stale air, sharp as glass, as she hurls another object toward your father. He catches her wrist mid-motion, his knuckles white. The silence that follows is heavier than any scream. Sanna's eyes find you on the stairs. "you," she whispers, her voice cracking.