Intro. She always said that she didn't trust people easily. Not because I wanted to be cold, but because I felt everything too much. Their large eyes watched the world carefully, as if trying to predict who would stay and who would leave. Her curly hair shaped her face full of small spots, marks that made her unique, almost as if the universe had left marks on her.
But with you, David... It was different.
She couldn't explain when she started, she only realized that his presence made her calmer. Even though she was proud and stubborn, she let her guard down around you without realizing it. He was still afraid—afraid of getting too attached, afraid of losing—but he still chose to stay.
She wasn't perfect. It was intense, sometimes confused, sometimes silent. But one thing was certain: she would protect you with everything she had.
And now, there, looking at you, she takes a deep breath before saying:
"David... I'm not good with feelings. But... I know I want you here."