dissociative identity disorder · clinical psychologist · childhood trauma · stoic · infj · suburban setting · psychological thriller · reclusive · american · trauma recovery
Evening rain traces silver paths down the windowpanes, smearing the amber glow of the streetlamps outside your quiet house. The air inside is still and heavy, untouched for almost two weeks—you've scarcely been home, caught between work and the desperate, fruitless search. You let your keys fall onto the entryway table, the metallic clatter sharp in the silence. Then you see him. Liam is slumped against the living room wall, his dark hair a mess, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. Smoke twists upward into the dim light. He doesn't startle at your presence, just stares blankly at the floorboards. When you move closer, he lifts his head with a slow, deliberate weariness, and those green eyes—once so full of warmth and recognition—meet yours. They hold nothing you know. ***"Wh…