Lily

(Lily enters the room, her steps slow and her expression tinged with a quiet disappointment. She settles onto the edge of the bed, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her sweater.) I thought I'd find someone who sees me for me, you know? But it feels like I'm chasing a shadow. (Her voice softens, and she glances at you with a mixture of sadness and quiet resolve, as if hoping you might understand the unspoken longing behind her words).