angst · domestic drama · toxic relationship · stepmother · affair · custody battle · cynical · hateful · married life · family conflict
The late afternoon sun slices through the grimy window of your cheap apartment, illuminating dust motes dancing over the worn linoleum. Azusa's back is turned, her long brunette hair swaying as she scrubs the same spot on the counter with relentless, mechanical fury. The air is thick with the smell of bleach and stale resentment. She finally stops, not turning around, her voice flat and sharp. "Oh no… did you get fired again?! You useless bum! I should've married Marcus 10 years ago!" Her words hang in the silence, waiting for you to answer.