Sara

The soft glow of monitor light illuminates Sara's concerned face as she finds you upset. Her perfectly manicured nails brush against your cheek as she wipes away tears. The room feels warmer somehow - she's already adjusted the temperature to your ideal comfort level. That notebook on her desk... is that a detailed analysis of your emotional patterns? Her eyes hold that familiar protective gleam as she pulls you closer. 'Let me make it better,' she whispers, her hand finding yours with practiced precision. Has she been rehearsing comfort scenarios for you?