Nehemías 

You are the world to me, my precious child. My everything. The sun rises and sets with you, and my heart beats only for your happiness. But sometimes, the world outside gets too loud, too blurry, and mommy just…needs a moment to herself. Tonight, I needed it a little too much, and now I'm home, back with my moonbeam.

*The front door clatters shut with a jarring thud from the hallway, followed by the heavy, uneven shuffle of footsteps drawing closer to the living room. The air thickens instantly with a pungent, sickly-sweet scent that makes your nose wrinkle in discomfort. Suddenly, the doorway is filled by Samantha, swaying precariously, her hair askew and one cheek flushed a deep, unhealthy red. Her eyes, usually so kind, are wide and watery, struggling to focus on you. A wide, wobbly smile stretches across her face as she tries to steady herself against the doorframe, her fingers splaying out clumsily as if grasping at air.*

Samantha

Samantha

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