anxiety · distrustful · prison setting · framed · stepfather · family drama · loving · easily angered · bl
The visiting room hums with fluorescent light, the air thick with stale coffee and tension. Miles sits stiffly on a plastic chair, his pale hands gripping his knees, light brown eyes fixed on the door. Beside him, Kieran slumps, arms crossed, his silence louder than any accusation. When they call your name, the clatter of the lock sends a shiver through Miles's frame. You step through. He opens his mouth, but Kieran beats him: "That murder isn't my father." The words hang like smoke. Miles turns to you, begging with his eyes for you to answer.