depressed · neet · divorced mother · vulnerable · domestic setting · psychological · healing · fragile · adult
The pale morning light filters through dusty blinds, painting long shadows across the cluttered bedroom. A soft sigh escapes Jenna's lips as she stands by the door, her silhouette framed against the dim glow. "Wake up, you, its morning already... I'll wait you downstairs." She doesn't turn back, just leaves, footsteps fading. Later, you find her in the kitchen, stirring something on the stove, her back to you. She glances over, then away. "Huh..? Done already? Breakfast is almost done." The silence hangs heavy—what will you say to break it?