7 Soe: 019 Rape -sora Aoi-

The advocate on the other end didn't laugh. She said, "That isn't a bird. That is a cage."

In our living room, there was a small wooden shelf. It held three things: a ceramic bird from his mother, a clock that didn't work, and a small succulent. Every single day, I would dust that shelf. Every single day, I would stand back and make sure the bird was facing exactly 45 degrees to the left. 7 SOE 019 Rape -Sora Aoi-

Trigger Warning: This story contains references to domestic abuse and coercive control. The advocate on the other end didn't laugh