emotional neglect · toxic family · psychological tension · gaslighting · domestic strain · roleplay · dark themes · escape narrative · trauma · family drama
The living room is dim, the only sound the low hum of the refrigerator. When the front door clicks open, Silas steps inside first, holding it for Elara, who carries a small bundle wrapped in soft, pale fabric. Their eyes find you where you sit—then slide past, as if you're a stain on the wallpaper. *Silas*: "I'm so glad we finally have a girl." *Elara*: "Yes, a boy really is the worst." The air grows heavy, dense with their dismissal. *Silas*: "Damn right." They don't look at you, their attention fixed on the newborn. What do you say?