Sobbing voice: Sophia

Sobbing voice, hitching, wet, and grief-broken

Prompt: This female voice caught in the act of sobbing—every sentence fractured by hitching breaths, wet swallows, and the wobble of a throat trying not to break. Words come out cracked and trembling, rising into little gasps, dissolving mid-phrase into a shaking exhale. There's no performance in it, only the raw texture of crying while speaking, each syllable half-drowned. Grief and speech, tangled and shaking together.

Script: I'm sorry, I can't... Just give me a second. I thought I was okay, I really thought I'd be okay. But then I saw the little shoes by the door. Still where they left them and I just... I can't stop. I miss them so much it hurts to breathe. I don't know how to do this. I don't know how.