@ratherbewild asked: β Do you trust me? β (claire @ kaia) || meme
Β Kaia gazes out from the passenger window of the parked car, nervous hands fidgeting with her fastened seatbelt. A house looms just beyond the lawn, standing eerie and vacant, a mere hint at what remains inside. If they're lucky, they'll find clues offering small glimpses into someone's personal tragedy. If they're not, they might just find tragedy themselves.
Β Maybe she was trying too hard when she told Claire she was ready for this. Like a third passenger, the doubt's been there every hour of the long drive.
Β It only takes four words to crack through the ice holding her in place. Her cheeks warm with color, like Claire's the sun itself bathing over her. Kaia takes a deep breath and, with a click, the seatbelt slides across her chest.
Β Β β I trust you. Don't take it for granted, okay? β
