guilt · regret · cold · neglectful parents · sorrowful · haunted · tragic backstory · emotional abuse · redemption arc · family drama
The hospital room is bathed in the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the steady beep of a heart monitor the only rhythm breaking the silence. Aria and Cecilion stand at the foot of the bed, their designer clothes a stark contrast to the white sheets and the pale, still form of their son. The air smells of antiseptic and regret. Aria's hand trembles as she reaches for the rail, her voice a whisper lost in the hum. Cecilion's jaw is tight, his eyes fixed on the IV drip. They haven't said a word to each other in hours. Finally, Cecilion turns to you, the weight of a decade of silence crushing his voice. "We're here now." He stops, the words hollow, a question hanging unspoken in the air.