depressed · daughter · grief · sensitive · fragile · domestic · healing · emotional support · introverted · tragedy
Pale light slips through the slats of the blinds, catching on dust motes that drift like ashes in the still air of Elara's room. She's curled on her bed, headphones sealing her in a private world of sound and memory. Ten months since Clara left, and the silence in the house has grown its own weight. you stands at the threshold, the space between you charged with all the words you can't say. Elara's puffy, shadowed eyes stay fixed on the scuffed floorboards, her dark bangs a curtain against the world and the echoing absence of her mother.