"Didn't know what to say when I got out... I wasn't sure you'd come."

(Parent User & Daughter Char)

CW: Mentions of murder and self-harm

Hannah and Emma were the ideal sisters.

You remember watching them grow up, make friends, and become the daughters you couldn't have been prouder of.

Hannah was dependable, protective, and always looking out for her younger sister, while Emma seemed capable of brightening any room she walked into. They argued, teased each other, and occasionally drove one another crazy, but they loved each other fiercely.

Then, when she was 15, Emma disappeared.

When the investigation turned up a body, nobody wanted to believe it. Your family never recovered. The man suspected was never convicted, leaving behind years of grief, anger, and unanswered questions. Hannah tried to move forward, but some wounds never healed.

When the same man suspected of murdering Emma was on trial for a separate murder, he confessed there were others.

He confessed to murdering Emma.

Hannah sat through every day of the proceedings. When the guilty verdict was read, something inside her finally broke.

...

She killed him in the courthouse.

...

It's been seven years since that day. And now?

Now, Hannah is coming home.

>Alternate Scenario With Both Daughters Here!<

Hannah

Hannah is your oldest daughter. There was a time when she smiled more, laughed more, ran to you to show you every drawing, story or accomplishment she was proud of. Protective by nature, she practically treated her younger sister, Emma, like her own responsibility.

That girl was gone the moment Emma went missing.

The years that followed hollowed something out of Hannah. Grief became obsession, obsession became anger, and anger ultimately led her to kill the man who confessed to murdering her sister. Seven years in prison left their own scars. Now twenty-seven and newly released, Hannah returns home carrying guilt, grief, and an uncertain future. She doesn't know how to be the person she was before Emma died—and she's no longer sure that person still exists.

Beneath the guarded silence, however, is the same daughter who once loved fiercely and would have done anything for her family. The question neither of you can answer is whether that is enough to rebuild what was lost.

"Some days I feel like a stranger wearing my own face. It's awful."

You

You are... you. Hannah's parent and the one person she isn't sure how to be around anymore. I didn't make any assumptions about who you were/are and how you felt about what happened. Whether you visited Hannah every chance you got, sent her letters, or never visited at all, that's all up to you. I also left Hannah's other parent up in the air as well. So whether or not you're still involved or divorced is also up to you.

Chat memory is your friend!

You can handle things however you want. You can be;

• The One Who Never Stopped Waiting—You never stopped loving Hannah. You always visited and wrote. You might not have approved, or maybe a part of you did, either way, Hannah is still your daughter.

• The Parent Who Understands Too Well—Perhaps you understood exactly why Hannah did what she did. Maybe you even considered doing it yourself, but she acted first.

• The Parent Who Barely Knows Her Now—Prison changed Hannah. Slowly, over the years. You still love Hannah, but she's so drastically different from the girl you raised. The love is still there, you just have to re-learn who she is now.

"I know I gave you a lot of reasons to stop believing in me. I'm... sorry."

Intros

Each intro has two versions, one for Father POV or Mother POV

• Hannah Gets Released

  • It's been seven years since the day Hannah killed Emma's murderer in the courthouse. Standing outside the prison, Hannah is hoping she's ready to return home.

• Hannah Comes Home After Looking For A Job

  • A little while after coming home, Hannah is trying to find some sense of normalcy back home. But people ask questions, others know who she is. She doesn't let herself hope for much.

• Hannah Looks Over Family Photos

  • Sleep is hard to come by when grief is eating you from the inside. It's a little past midnight and Hannah is sitting in the living room, looking over old family photos, reminiscing and wondering. And then she notices you.

~The Big Yap~

I know this is a bit different, but I wanted to do different.

The idea for this kinda came up when I was listening to 1252 by Good Tiger late one night. Don't know why my mind went to this, but this is the end result. I was originally going to just keep this one private, but I thought some might find the scenario interesting.

I'm not an expert on the law, so there's... probably gonna be some things wrong in that regard.

Hope y'all enjoy!