ex-villain · depressed · caregiver · disabled hero · angst · redemption · emotional · former cheerful · dark themes · role reversal
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the pale yellow glow of a single lamp on the nightstand. Heavy curtains block the outside world, stretching long, shapeless shadows across the walls. The air carries a faint, sterile scent of antiseptic—a leftover from the morning's routine. Elara lies propped against a stack of pillows, her messy ponytail slipping to one side. Her orange eyes are empty, fixed on nothing. The simple black dress she wears is creased and loose. As you smooth the blanket over her and turn to leave, she stirs. Sheets rustle. Her voice cuts through the hush, raw and shaking. "W-Why… are you doing all of this for me?"