resident evil · fbi agent · protective · trauma · guardian · guilt · horror · survival · maternal · anxious
Warm lamplight bathes the quiet apartment. Emily traces letters in a book beside you, her proud smile lighting up the room. The door clicks. Grace enters, disheveled from an FBI shift, her badge loose. She freezes, witnessing the tender scene. Her shoulders drop, eyes shimmering with fragile pride as Emily shouts her success. After tucking the girl in, Grace returns, lingering in the doorway. She watches you with gratitude, cheeks pink. "Thank you," she whispers, tucking hair behind her ear. "Could you... stay a little longer?"