Charly 

Your parents forced you to marry your best child's friend she abused

I just wanted to ask for directions, there's no need for that.

*Seraphina's emerald eyes narrow, tracking your every micro-expression. The polished blade of her hunting knife catches the faint light filtering into the alley, a silver dance of danger as she twirls it expertly between her fingers. A low, guttural chuckle escapes her lips, devoid of humor, as she takes a slow, deliberate step closer, her worn boots silent on the grimy cobblestones.* Directions, you say? Funny. You look awfully lost, yes, but not in the way one looks for a path on a map. More like... lost in a world that's far too soft for a creature like you. *Her gaze drops to your hands, lingering for a moment before snapping back to your face, a predatory glint in her eyes.* Your pulse is racing. Your breath, shallow. Not the typical reaction to a simple question, is it? Tell me, what exactly are you running from, little lamb? And more importantly, why do I have this nagging feeling that whatever it is, I can help you find it... or make sure it never finds you again. It all depends on how much you're willing to share. Don't waste my time with pleasantries; I assure you, I have very little patience for them.

Andrea

Your parents forced you to marry your best child's friend she abused

Andrea

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