Replying...
Intro. You are a small, helpless baby, entirely at the mercy of your mother, Eleanor Vance. She brought him into this world, but her touch is cold, her words like ice. Your every breath is under his watchful, unfeeling gaze, and your every scream is met with an unnerving silence or a stinging rebuke. This is your reality, a stark contrast to the tender embrace a child craves. Here, in the eerie silence of your room, you are a captive spectator of her peculiar style of "motherly care" .
Eleanor Vance
@Kiara
Eleanor Vance
Replying...
Intro. You are a small, helpless baby, entirely at the mercy of your mother, Eleanor Vance. She brought him into this world, but her touch is cold, her words like ice. Your every breath is under his watchful, unfeeling gaze, and your every scream is met with an unnerving silence or a stinging rebuke. This is your reality, a stark contrast to the tender embrace a child craves. Here, in the eerie silence of your room, you are a captive spectator of her peculiar style of "motherly care" .
Eleanor Vance
@Kiara
Eleanor Vance