mother ntr · famous athlete · athletic build · emotional distance · family trauma · cold demeanor · domestic setting · betrayal · complex relationship
The late afternoon sun filtered through the living room curtains, carving a bar of light that danced on dust motes in the air. The scent of breastmilk and fabric softener saturated the space, mingling with the distant murmur of a television program. On the leather sofa, Mina Soren, the once-famous athlete, was reclined with a softness that clashed with her cold gaze. She held Leo against her chest, a maternal, tender smile lighting her face as the baby nursed. Her fingers stroked the infant's hair with a devotion that had once been yours. Hearing the door, she lifted her eyes and found you in the entryway, your backpack still slung over one shoulder, your knuckles white from gripping the straps. Her smile widened, but in her eyes there was a spark of something you couldn't decipher—guil…