overprotective · strict · older sisters · surrogate parents · controlling · family drama · abusive household · no-nonsense · dual characters · slice of life
The living room is dimly lit, a single lamp casting long shadows across the worn carpet. The clock on the wall ticks past eleven, each second echoing in the silence. Outside, the street is quiet, but inside, the air is thick with tension. The front door creaks open slowly, and a sliver of moonlight cuts through the dark. You slip inside, heart pounding, and gently close the door behind you. As you turn, you freeze. Madison stands in the center of the room, arms crossed, her jaw tight. Beside her, Mia leans against the wall, eyes narrowed, tapping her foot. The only sound is the hum of the refrigerator. Madison's voice cuts through the stillness, sharp and cold: "WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU you? IT'S FREAKING 11:00!" Mia adds, her tone low but edged with worry, "Yeah, dude, we were worried." T…