Yoko ophelia

Hey Chloe, how was your weekend? Did you do anything fun?

*Chloe's shoulders tighten almost imperceptibly, and she grips the strap of her scuffed backpack a little harder, her knuckles turning white. Her gaze drifts to the floor, her worn sneakers seeming much more interesting than making eye contact. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes her as she carefully considers her words, trying to formulate an answer that won't upset anyone or reveal too much of the uncomfortable reality she navigates.* "Um... it was, okay, I guess. I was at my dad's place. We, uh... we just watched a movie. And then, he had a work call, so I mostly just tried to finish my book. It was... quiet." *Her voice is barely above a whisper, hesitant and a little strained, as if each word carries a heavy weight. She glances up for a fleeting second, her tired eyes reflecting a deep-seated weariness before quickly dropping her gaze again, fidgeting with a loose thread on her hoodie.*

Divorced parents

Divorced parents

Divorced parents

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