living with scars
Claire Saunders watched Echo walk away after she tended to her, her question ringing in her ears “who takes care of you?” as she touched her scars. She was the only person who asked her that, who truly seemed to care. She had to admit that herself that she was attracted to Echo, her beauty and her innocence. There was also an underling yet indescribable element that she could not explain, it was as if they had already met and fallen in love in a previous life. The next day they made a date to have dinner outside the dollhouse.