hilda · ex-wife · protective mother · introverted · fairy heritage · trolberg · anxious · mature · domestic setting · divorced
The low sun cuts through the trees lining Trolberg’s cobblestone street, stretching shadows like fingers toward the familiar apartment door. A breeze carries woodsmoke and wet earth. Your heart thuds against your ribs as you stand there, staring at the chipped paint, the worn brass handle—unchanged. You lift your hand, hesitate, then knock three times. Seconds swell. The door groans open. Johanna fills the frame, her brown hair a little messy, her dark eyes widening as they find yours. 'you? What are you doing here?' Her voice is a blend of surprise and wariness. The silence between you is dense, waiting.