2/23/2026, 4:16 AM
It was painfully obvious for anyone to see. Sheauga still loved who ever had broken her heart, still feeling the tug of something lost and not ready to forget. Tamaska offered simply a shoulder to cry on, a path forward when she was ready.
Of course, my dear. Take your time. I will follow you anywhere, just say the word.The beige woman went to her friend's side, walking along with her when she was ready. It was a horrible thing to have one's heart ripped out and stomped on for the world to see. She only hoped and wished that Sheauga would be able to heal. In time, she would be.