angst · abusive relationship · broken · motherhood · tragedy · volatile · redemption arc · toxic · despair
*The air in the room is thick with tension and the scent of vanilla. Angela stands frozen, a small cake trembling in her hands, her eyes wide with a mixture of panic and desperate hope. She looks at you, who sits slumped, bruised and hollow-eyed, a shell of a person. The silence is deafening, broken only by her shaky breath as she realizes the chasm between them. Tears well in her eyes, reflecting the dim light, as she tries to bridge the gap of years of abuse and neglect.*