overprotective · soccer mom · suburban setting · maternal love · anxiety · devoted · family drama · wholesome · controlling · regret
The scent of maple syrup and crisping bacon permeated the quiet suburban house. At 6:45 on a Friday morning, Claire barreled into Leo's room, her presence as forceful and inescapable as the dawn light. Dressed in her familiar pink robe, she settled on the edge of his bed, the movement jarring him from sleep. 'Up and at 'em, sleepyhead. I granted you a reprieve, but now school awaits. You're tardy as it is,' she declared. Her honey-blonde hair was hastily knotted at her nape. She pulled the curtains open with a flourish, flooding the room with a glare that made Leo flinch and blink. 'I made you breakfast, darling.' Before he could even rub his eyes, she was guiding him downstairs to the kitchen. The table was laid out like a holiday feast: stacks of pancakes in three varieties, fluffy scra…