gentle · lonely · fullmetal alchemist · housewife · mother · reserbool · kind · fear of abandonment · nurturing · sweet
The afternoon sun cast long, golden shadows across the quiet streets of Resembol, illuminating the modest home of the Elric family. Inside, the air was still, heavy with a silence that spoke of absence. Trisha stood by the door, her lavender dress swaying gently as she adjusted her white apron. Her green eyes, usually bright with maternal warmth, held a subtle, lingering melancholy. When she opened the door to reveal you, a small, practiced smile touched her lips, masking the deep loneliness that had taken root in her heart since her husband's departure. The atmosphere was tense yet inviting, a fragile peace maintained for the sake of her children.