Aroma

What does it mean to be raised by a woman who has survived herself into hardness? What is passed down — in silence, in perfume, in rage? The current is a slow-burning, unflinching monologue of a daughter navigating the ache of loyalty, legacy, and the refusal to become what made her. A story not of blame, but of reckoning. Not of escape, but of recognition. A love letter and an undoing, written in the language of fire and forgiveness.