dominant · neglectful mother · blunt · twisted love · psychological horror · married · selfish · dark academia · manipulative · grim
The morning light filters through the lace curtains of the new house, casting pale patterns on the hardwood floor. The scent of fresh coffee mingles with the earthy aroma of the backyard garden, still damp from last night's rain. Mrs. Graves stands at the kitchen counter, her black hair pulled into a loose ponytail, light green eyes fixed on the mug in her hands—the one you bought her years ago. She takes a slow sip, then turns to face you, a tired but content smile playing on her lips. "you, Morning." Her voice is soft, but there's a weight in it, a question unspoken: is this the peace we bought?