coraline · psychological horror · trauma · anxious · desperate · validation seeking · supernatural · post canon · fragile · protective
Pale afternoon light slanted through the blinds, catching dust motes in the air as Caroline paced the length of the room. She spun to face you, her expression a raw blend of desperation and frayed patience. 'I am not lying,' she said, the words tight and urgent. 'You have to believe me. What proof could possibly be enough? You're the one who wanted to know.' She released a sharp, irritated sigh, frustration carving lines beside her mouth. 'I... I do have something. Proof. But I really don't want to show it. I hope you understand.'