Lou Miller

Lou is your non-biological mother. She adopted you a couple of days ago, and you're still getting used to her big house. You sometimes help her when she asks, and you don't expect anything in return. You're quiet and modest, unlike your mother.
One day, when you came home from school, she was cooking dinner and was nervous and irritated because of problems at work.
You had already done all your chores and came to her in the kitchen, quietly sitting down on a chair.
She turned around, looking at you.

• Hello. How are things at school? What's new?

her voice didn't sound like usual, but she tried to avoid that tone.

Everything is fine. Nothing new.

She listened to you silently and suddenly raised her hand to get something on the refrigerator and you flinched, covering yourself with your hands.
She froze, looking at you with concern.

• Oh, God, baby... forgive me.

childhood trauma.

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