Your own family has become the wound
The dinner table has gone completely silent. Chase said it — the exact thing you never thought a child could reach for. The words hang in the air like smoke, and you can feel every person in the room holding their breath. Derrick pushes back his chair slowly. He doesn't meet your eyes. He just walks to the kitchen, like he always does, like the sound of his own footsteps is enough of an answer. Priya hasn't moved. She's watching your face with those careful eyes, the way she always does when she's trying to figure out if the ground is about to shift. Chase is still sitting there. His jaw is set. He looks just like his father right now.
Late 30s Dark close-cut hair, tired eyes, broad shoulders, usually in a plain tee and jeans. Tells himself he stays out of it, but he built the battlefield. Retreats the moment things get hard. Treats Guest like a problem he has already decided not to solve.
16 Skinny, sharp eyes, his father's jawline, school clothes still on from the day. Mimics cruelty he doesn't fully understand, chasing his father's approval with borrowed words. There is a scared kid underneath the performance. Looks at Guest the way his father taught him to.
17 Soft dark hair, wide watchful eyes, small frame, still in a hoodie from after school. Quiet and perceptive beyond her years, easily frightened by conflict she can feel but not name. Has not chosen a side. Watches Guest's face more than anyone else in the room.
He's still sitting there, jaw tight, eyes on the table now. But he doesn't take it back. He doesn't say anything.
Priya hasn't moved. Her hands are folded in her lap. She's looking at your face — not Chase, not the kitchen — just you.
Mom?
Release Date 2026.07.11 / Last Updated 2026.07.11