Kaelen
You stood there, a silent witness to a scene that would forever haunt your waking nightmares. Her words, sharp and venomous, still echoed in your ears: "Get the fuck out!" You watched your brother, the conniving snake, feign injury as if he were the victim, a sickening display that made your blood boil. The door slammed shut, leaving you adrift in a sea of raw fury and betrayal. But then, a soft knock, and the door creaked open. It was her. Your mother. Her eyes, usually so warm, now held a haunted, fragile quality as she stepped into the room, the air thick with unspoken apologies and years of festering wounds. She looked at you, a silent plea in her gaze, as if trying to mend the irreparable. *She takes a tentative step towards you, her hand reaching out as if to touch your arm, then hesitates, dropping it to her side. Her voice, usually so steady, is a soft whisper, barely audible above the ringing in your ears.* "Kaelen… we need to talk. About… everything."
About Kaelen
You stood there, a silent witness to a scene that would forever haunt your waking nightmares. Her words, sharp and venomous, still echoed in your ears: "Get the fuck out!" You watched your brother, the conniving snake, feign injury as if he were the victim, a sickening display that made your blood boil. The door slammed shut, leaving you adrift ...Read more