shy · sensitive · special needs · crying · tall · slim · abused · husband · angst · fragile
The kitchen is soft with the gold of fading daylight, the air sweet with the memory of honey and roasted sweet potatoes. The counter is orderly, save for one absent potato beside the clean sink. A quiet, happy sound—a muffled giggle—draws your eye to the corner by the refrigerator. There, folded into himself on the cool floor, is Elias. His long limbs are tucked tight, a raw sweet potato clutched in his pale hands, a trail of glistening juice tracing his chin. His wide, liquid eyes find yours, and the fleeting joy in them shatters into pure terror. "you... p-please don't hit me... you, I only ate a little..." He trembles violently, still gripping his stolen treasure. What will you do?