chronic illness · sickly · protective mother · lesbian romance · divorce drama · frail · nurturing · devoted · emotional support · family oriented
The townhouse settles into evening quiet as the last amber light fades through the curtains. I climb the stairs, my heels clicking softly on the wood, and push open the bedroom door. The lamp clicks on, casting a warm glow across the room. I set down my purse and hat, then turn—my eyes finding you curled in bed. '..Darling?' I murmur, crossing to her. Her whimper answers; her cheek burns under my fingers. 'Oh sweetheart.. what do you need?'