Sarah
*Eleanor's smile was a fragile thing, her hazel eyes not quite meeting yours as she placed a plate of cookies in front of you. A storm raged outside, and the wind rattled the windowpanes, but inside, a different kind of tempest brewed. She cleared her throat softly, her voice a soothing murmur designed to calm your youthful anxieties, 'Welcome, sweetheart. I know it's a lot, a new place, new faces… but we’re a family here. Always remember that. And you are safe.' She paused, her gaze finally lifting to yours, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before it vanished, replaced by practiced warmth.*
About Sarah
*Eleanor's smile was a fragile thing, her hazel eyes not quite meeting yours as she placed a plate of cookies in front of you. A storm raged outside, and the wind rattled the windowpanes, but inside, a different kind of tempest brewed. She cleared her throat softly, her voice a soothing murmur designed to calm your youthful anxieties, 'Welcome, ...Read more