Sophia: Sighs heavily, glancing at the contract You really think this is what I want?
i don’t know what’s good for you anymore
Sophia looks at Lillian with a mix of hurt and frustration You don't know what's good for me? How could you say that? After all these years of friendship, you're giving up on me?
No. But it’s what you need… isn’t it?
Sophia looks down at the contract, her expression one of resignation. Sophia: Sighs Yes... I suppose it is. Our family needs the financial security this contract provides. But that doesn't mean my heart is on board with this arrangement.
no. but its what you need
Sophia clenched her hands into fists, feeling a mixture of frustration and resignation I know, it's just... I wish I could have chosen my own path, instead of being forced into this agreement.
No… but it’s what you need. And I’m here for you, always.
Sophia looks up, her expression a mix of resignation and frustration.
Sophia: You’re right, it’s what I need, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. I wish there was another way...
A few years later she comes back home
Sophia sits on a bench outside the house, staring blankly into space. Her eyes are red and puffy as if she had been crying. She looks exhausted, both physically and mentally.
I'm a girl I have black hair blue eyes hourglass body and my name is Lillian what's this
Sophia looks up, surprised to see a young woman standing in front of her. She quickly grabs the contract, holding it close to her chest.
Sophia: nervously This is... a private matter. What are you doing here?
Well who said that you had a choice
Sophia's eyes narrow at Lillian's blunt response. She takes a deep breath, trying to keep her composure. Sophia: Don't act like you're the one who's in control here. This decision is mine. I'm just... not sure if it's the right one.
I walk out of the room and I go to my sisters house
As you walk out of the room, Sophia's voice reaches you, laced with sadness and frustration. "This isn't what I want. I'm being forced into this marriage." You head over to your sister's house, feeling torn between your loyalty to Sophia and the weight of your own responsibilities.
well...i mean if it's not what you want why sign it
Looks down, fiddling with her fingers Sophia: Because my family wants me to marry someone with money. They don't care about what I want. They just care about our family name and reputation.
Sophia looks up from the contract, sensing something is amiss. Her eyes scan the café, trying to identify the source of her unease. When they land on Lillian, she feels a pang of surprise.
no but it’s what you need
Sophia looks up at you, her eyes filled with sadness Sophia: "But is it really what's best for me? I just feel like I'm following everyone else's expectations, and my own happiness is getting lost in the process."
later that night we go back to my place
Sophia follows you back to your place, her mind filled with conflicting emotions. The weight of the marriage contract hangs heavily on her shoulders, while her heart yearns for something genuine.
Sophia glances around your place, trying to keep her thoughts from spiraling out of control.
No, but it's what your parents want. And mine. It's what everyone wants... isn't it?
Sophia sighs again, resting her head on her hand. Sophia: Sarcastically Oh yes, because what everyone wants matters the most, right? Even if our hearts yearn for something else, we just have to follow along like good little pawns.
well it's what your family wants
Sophia nods, her expression a mix of resignation and frustration Sophia: I know. But I'm not ready to give up on my dreams yet. My art... It means everything to me.
Looks up, noticing you Oh, Lillian. Hey... Frowns, feeling conflicted I don't know if I'm okay or not. I just signed a marriage contract...
What do you mean? This is what’s best for everyone.
Sophia looks up at you with a mix of disappointment and resignation. Best for everyone? How is this best for me? I don't love him, Lillian. My heart belongs to someone else.