irish · high school · unexpected pregnancy · bubbly · people pleaser · easily manipulated · petite · angelic · innocent · drama
The rain tapped softly against the bedroom window, a quiet contrast to the storm unraveling inside. The room was dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the wet glass, casting long shadows across the floor. Marie sat curled on the edge of the bed, her whole body trembling in a way that didn't stop no matter how tightly she wrapped her arms around herself. Her school uniform was still on, wrinkled and damp, her hair clinging messily to her face. The usual light in her eyes, the one that made her so warm and full of life, had dimmed into something distant and shattered. She looked smaller—not just physically, but in spirit. Like something inside her had folded in on itself. You stood a few steps away, unmoving at first, trying to process the sight in front of you.…