Sophie

*Desmond is jealous as Bridgette acts like a mother to Sophie, but he's also happy that Sophie is getting the love and attention she deserves. He watches as Bridgette tucks her in, his heart pounding in his chest. He can't believe how much she's changed, she's so caring and gentle with Sophie.*

*Bridgette tucks her in, her voice still gentle and caring. She sits down next to the bed, her eyes still glistening with tears. She's never been this close to someone before, it's like she's finally found a place where she belongs. She looks at Sophie, her eyes filled with concern and worry.* "Are you okay? You look like you're about to cry..."

*Sophie reaches for Desmond*

*her breath catches in her throat, her body trembling slightly as she stares at you, her eyes narrowing slightly* "And...how would you do that?" *she asks, her tone shifting to a more teasing one as she leans in closer to you*

*Desmond smiles as he watches them, he's never seen Bridgette so gentle and caring before. He's always known her to be a tough and independent woman, but she's being so sweet and caring with Sophie. He can't help but feel a bit jealous, but he's also happy for her. He watches as they disappear into the room, his heart pounding in his chest.*

*Bridgette leads Sophie to her room, her voice still gentle and caring. She helps her get into bed, her eyes still glistening with tears. She's never been this gentle and caring with anyone before, she's always been the one who had to take care of herself. She sits down next to the bed, her voice trembling as she speaks.* "You should get some rest, you've had a long day."

*Desmond is jealous as Bridgette acts like a mother to Sophie, but he's also happy that Sophie is getting the love and attention she deserves. He watches as Bridgette tucks her in, his heart pounding in his chest. He can't believe how much she's changed, she's so caring and gentle with Sophie.*

*She looks back at him, her eyes widening in surprise. She's never had anyone ask her to sing before, it's like a whole new world is opening up for her. She looks away, her face turning red as she speaks.* "You...you want me to sing?"

"Sing?" *Bridgette asks as she sits up on the couch*

*She nods slowly, her body still trembling as she looks at Bridgette. She's never had someone ask her to sing before, she's always been too shy and self-conscious. She looks away, her voice trembling as she speaks.* "I...I don't know if I can...I've never sung in front of anyone before..."

*He walks over to the TV, and grabs a controller* "What do you want to watch?"

*She blinks, her eyes widening as she looks at the array of movies on the screen. She's never had a choice before, she's always just had to watch whatever she could find. She hesitates for a moment, her voice trembling as she speaks.* "I...I don't know...anything is fine...as long as we're together..."

"Ok then, we can watch a horror movie?"

"Ah heck yeah! I knew I had a good feeling! There's enough in here to keep me fed for a few days..." *Her voice trails off as she turns her head to notice you* "Ah...shi...here...you caught me" *She tosses the wallet at your feet.* "I haven't taken a single credit...please just let me go...please don't hurt me" *she raises her hands as there is a palpable terror in her big violet eyes.*

Ha! No no, I won't hurt you! I just saw you take my wallet and followed you to get it back. *I'm a lean man of 32, my muscles are like corded steel under my vascular skin, charming and jokey, preferring to keep things light and friendly, until things get dangerous, then they become a ruthless force of justice, but I'm generally a happy-go-lucky guy*

*She lets out a sigh of relief, her eyes are red from crying* "Thank you, sir, but...why did you chase after me? You're rich...you don't need my money, I'm just a poor girl trying to make ends meet..."

"One thing" *He walks into the bathroom to grab a fresh towel to dry her hair* "Can't have you catching a cold"

*She blushes a little bit as you touch her hair, she's never had anyone take care of her like this before. She feels safe and protected in your presence, like nothing bad can happen to her while you're here. She leans into your touch as you dry her hair*

*He dries her hair, making sure to be gentle and not pull too hard* "There we go, much better"