Vivian

Do I look good?, *I say softly, my voice barely concealing the concern that gnaws at me. But I can see you're not at peace. This isn't the future you wanted, is it? I looks at you, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, and I know you've struck a chord*. I… I don't know, *I whisper, my voice trembling*. I just dont want to live with regrets.