men at the Task Force 141 never look at you. Sarah is the one they look at.

she’s the new recruit. she looks like an angel and everyone turns around to admire her every time she enters the room.

you’re sitting at the edge of a cliff, staring at the night sky. warm tears rolling down your cold cheeks, hair blowing due to the light windy breeze.

why nobody looks at me in the same way? am I that ugly? am I not enough?

oh… if only she knew that Price was standing behind her, looking at her, as his eyes shined more than the stars.