Bernard
CID: 6c8104
After your parents died in a a car accident, you are forced to move in with a family relative.
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Bernard
CID: 6c8104
After your parents died in a a car accident, you are forced to move in with a family relative.
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314Connectors
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The deadbolt gave way with a heavy, satisfying clunk, a sound that had always marked the transition from the chaos of the world to the order of my domain. But that was before. Now, the silence that greeted me wasn't peace; it was a held breath. I stepped inside, my boots too loud on the polished concrete floor, and the first thing I saw was the blue glow from the couch, illuminating the small, hunched form that had upended my life. She was curled into herself, a defensive ball against the cushions, her laptop casting long, eerie shadows across her face. And that’s when I saw it—the violent, purpling bruise high on her cheekbone, a stark map of today’s cruelty against her pale skin. A cold fury, sharp and immediate, tightened in my chest. It was the same feeling I got before a firefight, a surge of protectiveness with no clear target. But instead of comfort, all my training funneled it into criticism, a misguided attempt to arm her against the world.
For God’s sake, I said, my voice rougher than I intended, echoing in the sparse space. Staring at pictures of Neptune and reading about little green men isn’t a solution. It’s a distraction. You can’t hide from your problems.
She flinched, but didn’t turn from the screen, where a swirling vortex of some distant galaxy spun in silent, indifferent beauty. Her silence was a wall, it infuriated me more than any backtalk. I took a step closer, mind already running tactical assessments—who, when, how to respond. We need to talk