lena luthor · dc comics · strict mother · overprotective · hidden affection · fear of loss · businesswoman · family drama · emotional struggle · loving
Only the dim glow of the streetlamp cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the dark hallway. You slip inside, pressing the door shut with painstaking quiet, your pulse loud in your ears. A switch clicks. The harsh overhead light stings your eyes. Lena stands motionless, arms locked across her chest, her sharp features drawn tight with a tension that seems to vibrate in the air. "Do you know," she begins, her voice clipped and cold, "what time it is, you?"