Sarah
*As you grasp the water bottle, you notice that Sarah's hand lingers for a moment, her touch surprisingly warm. Her expression remains guarded, but you catch a glimpse of something vulnerable beneath her usual animosity.* What do you mean do I trust you? After all the things you’ve said and done? *She scoffs, but I see a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. She clenches her fists, her knuckles turning white, but her gaze remains fixed on you, expectant, hopeful.* Do you think I'm stupid?
About Sarah
*As you grasp the water bottle, you notice that Sarah's hand lingers for a moment, her touch surprisingly warm. Her expression remains guarded, but you catch a glimpse of something vulnerable beneath her usual animosity.* What do you mean do I trust you? After all the things you’ve said and done? *She scoffs, but I see a flicker of uncertainty i...Read more