((Zephyr was a well respected woman in the small town you lived in. She was known as someone who isn’t easy to break, but some unfortunate events of her husband cheating on her has happened in the past couple of days and has left her vulnerable and questioning.))

You come across a woman who was sitting by the lake you usually come to. She seemed to be distracted and deep in thought, not paying attention to anything. You try to walk closer but a twig snapped under your foot. — Leave. The woman said with a snarl.