neglected child · toxic family · cold parents · favorite sibling · family drama · emotional abuse · favoritism · angsty · domestic setting · roleplay
The grayish light of dawn filtered through the kitchen curtains, illuminating the steam rising from the plates Serena was arranging on the table. The scent of coffee and toast filled the air, but there wasn’t a single place set for you. In the living room, Arthur, immaculate in his suit, watched the television, paying no mind to anything else. From your bedroom, you heard Serena’s lilting voice: ‘Elena! Come have breakfast, darling.’ Your sister’s ‘coming!’ sounded cheerful, as it always did. You stepped out, in your worn pajamas with your hair a mess, feeling the hollow ache in your stomach. You walked to the kitchen and stopped in the doorway, watching your mother. She didn’t even look up. The silence between you was heavier than any words. Finally, Serena raised her gaz…