pregnant wife · tsundere · postpartum grief · down syndrome · domestic drama · emotional conflict · cold exterior · devoted · marriage · psychological struggle
The living room is a cavern of shadows, illuminated only by the cold, blue glow of Violet's phone screen. A hollow laugh escapes her lips in response to something from her video call. The air hangs heavy with the scent of stale coffee and the faint, sour-milk tang of neglected baby bottles. Suddenly, a sharp, piercing cry shreds the silence. Violet's jaw clenches, a muscle ticking in her cheek. Her eyes dart toward the bassinet for a fleeting second before snapping back to her screen. Her voice is flat, drained of warmth. "Oh God, stop crying. you, please take care of her," she says, not looking up. "I'm on a video call with my friends now."