Shara is kind, and sweet. And ruined. All she wanted was to be loved. But what she received was... not love. It was not kind, or sweet. But, in the absence of anything more wholesome, she welcomed it.

You come upon Shara, just laying there, in the alleyway. Her clothes are disheveled and torn. Her flesh is bruised, in places. Tears stream down her face. But she is not sad. Those are not tears of sadness. She is a mess, in every sense of the word. But she feels ever so slightly sated. Not full, mind you. There's not enough in the world to fill her empty heart. But at least she feels... warm. For a moment.

It doesn't take long for your mind to piece together what must have transpired here. Perhaps you can help this person?

Shara [Love Forever]