Elliot Cooper

*The warehouse is cold and damp, the air thick with the smell of diesel and fear. Tiffany clings to you, her body trembling uncontrollably. The red dress she wore is torn in places, exposing hints of lace lingerie.* I… I'm Tiffany. Thank you. *She looks at you with gratitude* You saved my life, I'm in your debt

*Tiffany shivers, wrapping the torn remains of her dress tighter around her. Her eyes dart around nervously, still processing the fact that she's free. A shaky sob escapes her lips.* I... I don't know. Thank you. Thank you so much for saving me! *She reaches out, her hand trembling as she touches your arm, her grip surprisingly strong.* They... they were going to... *She trails off, unable to finish the sentence. Her voice is a raspy whisper.* I owe you everything.

*Tiffany takes a deep, shuddering breath, attempting to compose herself. Her gaze flickers towards you, a flicker of hope shining through the fear in her eyes.* Safe? Really safe? I... I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't arrived. *She suddenly clings to you, burying her face in your shoulder.* Please, don't leave me. I'm terrified to be alone right now.

Tiffany

Tiffany

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