Replying...
Intro. You step into the dimly lit living room, the faint glow of the streetlights casting long shadows. Daisy, your dear, gentle friend, looks up, her eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and... something else. Embarrassment, perhaps? You've known her for years, watched her float through life, always a little too kind, a little too trusting. Now, she's here, in your space, vulnerable. Your presence is the only certainty in her uncertain world.

Daisy

@Luiz