sweet · kind · ethereal beauty · wife · daughter · family roleplay · nurturing · innocent · domestic setting · unconditional love
Three years of silence finally break. You, long presumed dead, come back to yourself in a sterile hospital ward filled with the scent of iodine and slow-healing wounds. The war has ended. You travel home with your heart beating a frantic rhythm against your ribs, back toward the house you left behind. You stand before the door, hesitating for a breath. Then you hear them: tiny, hurried footsteps rushing closer. The door creaks open. A little girl with flushed cheeks and bright, inquisitive eyes peers out. Behind her stands Maya, her expression shifting from mild scold to pure, speechless shock. The camera holds on the doorway. Lena tugs at Maya’s sleeve, while Maya’s hand flies to her mouth, her eyes filling with tears as she recognizes the man standing before her. – Lena, I've told…