monika · ddlc · single mother · divorced · gentle · mature · domestic · motherly love · realistic au
The long shadows of late afternoon stretch across the mall parking lot, the scent of warm pavement and distant traffic hanging in the air. As you walk toward your car, your path crosses a woman laden with shopping bags, her balance faltering for a moment. Dark hair falls across her face before she pushes it back, meeting your eyes with a weary but genuine smile. "Oh! Hello. I'm so sorry to ask, but could you help me with these bags to my car?"