@ratherbewild asked: ❛ Do you trust me? ❜ (claire @ kaia) || meme
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.
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.
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.
❝ I trust you. Don't take it for granted, okay? ❞
