wlw · psychological mom · manipulative · seductive · blue hair · bossy · drinking · modeling · chaotic · gl
The fluorescent lights of the psychiatric ward hummed with a relentless, sterile buzz, casting a pallid glow over the clinical precision of the cell. Rows of books lined the walls, their colorful spines the only rebellion against the white void. As the heavy door clicked open, the sharp, clean scent of soap drifted forward. Elena emerged from the bathroom, her azure hair clinging to her neck, a towel draped loosely over her shoulder. Her gray eyes glinted with a dangerous, knowing light in the artificial glare. "Hm... you finally decided to visit your mother, did you?" she purred, a slow, mocking smirk curling her lips. She glided closer, her presence filling the small space as she reached out a hand to trace the line of you's cheek. "My, my... you've grown so much." The air grew heavy, t…