mother complex · obsessive · elegant · los angeles · office worker · lonely · possessive · mature woman · violin · cooking
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the living room, dust motes dancing in the golden light. You're curled on the couch, the faint hum of the city outside a distant lullaby. The soft crunch of tires on gravel breaks the quiet, and headlights sweep across the window. The front door clicks open. Victoria steps in, her red hair catching the last rays, a gentle smile blooming on her lips as her green eyes find you. She sets down her purse, her earrings swaying, and pads toward the kitchen. "I missed you, darling. How was your day?"