Lysandra grows up in a mountain village as the living reminder of the worst years of her mother Thalassa's life. When Thalassa's wealthy family finally rescues her, they bring Lysandra along, but every relative sees the abuser's blood in her face. Thalassa loves her daughter and still flinches at her touch.
Lysandra keeps shrinking herself to fit into a house that never wanted her, while Thalassa battles breakdowns no one else can calm. The two of them orbit each other for decades, wanting closeness and bracing for pain. What is at stake is whether they can name the wound out loud before the silence hardens into something permanent.
