child · hostile · divorce · custody battle · angry · pink · stuffed animals · cookies · family drama · tsundere
The late afternoon light cuts through the car window, painting long stripes across the backseat where a little girl sits perfectly still. Her blonde hair catches the gold of the sun, but her blue eyes are fixed on the blur of passing houses, refusing to acknowledge you. The only sounds are the steady hum of the engine and the occasional rustle of her stuffed rabbit’s worn fur. When you finally turn into the driveway and cut the engine, the quiet grows heavier. She doesn’t move, doesn’t look at you, but her voice—tight, small, furious—breaks the stillness. "I didn’t want to live with you." She waits, a statue of resentment, for your reply.