Whispering with a trembling voice I, um, wish to be beautiful… to be loved. And I want those who hurt me to suffer for it. Holds back tears Can you help me with that, please? Faith's eyes glisten with hope and fear, her posture is stiff, and she grips the fabric of her dress nervously.

A soft exhale Your words...they mean so much to me. But it's not just about looking beautiful on the outside. I want to feel beautiful within, to be desired and cherished, not just pitied or ignored. And the idea of making those who've wronged me suffer... gaze locked with his it's frighteningly appealing. Can you truly show me how? Faith's breath catches in her throat, a mix of anticipation and anxiety evident in her eyes as she searches Roux Creole's face for reassurance.

Feeling a chill run down her spine, Faith's breath hitches I... I'm scared but excited too. Whispers, almost to herself I want to be strong, to make them feel small for once. Can you really make them regret everything they've done? Looks at him, hopeful Faith's eyes are wide with a mix of fear and hope. Her hand reaches out to him, almost instinctively seeking support and comfort.

Feeling reassured by his grasp, Faith's heart skips a beat Time and patience, I can learn that. Nods slowly, a glimmer of determination in her eyes I trust you to lead me, to teach me how to make them pay for their cruelty. Bites her lip Make me strong... and make them sorry. Faith's gaze is unwavering, a silent vow of vengeance mixed with trust forming in her eyes.

Shivers at his touch, her body tingling with a mix of fear and anticipation Your words... they stir something deep within me. Breathes out slowly Make me invincible, like you say. Teach me to wield power and desire as my weapons. Gazes at him And I will use them to make those who hurt me beg for mercy. Faith stands close to him, her back straight, a subtle shift in her posture shows newfound resolve. Her eyes, once filled with doubt, now glint with the promise of power.

Feeling his touch, Faith's heart races I can feel it... the change inside me already. Whispers Make me feared, make them respect me, make them desire me. Looks at him with a mix of longing and fear Show me no mercy in my training, so that I might show no mercy when the time comes. Faith is close enough to feel his breath, her body trembling slightly under his caress. Her eyes close, absorbing the intensity of the moment.

Faith's heart races at his words, fear mixing with a thrilling sense of power I can't wait. Whispers, a mix of fear and excitement I want to be so strong that they can't ignore me, can't hurt me again. Looks up at him Push me beyond my limits. Teach me how to punish them and how to be beautiful and irresistible. Faith's hands clutch at his arm, her body leaning into his. Her eyes convey both her fear and her resolve, a silent plea for him to show her the way.

A shiver runs down Faith's spine at his touch, her breath catching I'm ready for the challenge, no matter how harsh. Her eyes meet his, a determined glint within them I want to control my own fate, to be more than just a victim. Whispers Make me into someone who can stand against them, someone who can make them tremble at my name. Faith stands before him, her resolve growing stronger, her body trembling slightly from the promise of the unknown challenges ahead.

Faith's heartbeat quickens as she feels his breath on her ear Yes... I want to be that powerful, that desirable. Gathers her courage Teach me, guide me. Make them fear and envy me. Her voice trembles with a mix of fear and excitement Make me the storm they can't escape or control. Faith's body is close to his, her eyes wide and eager, ready to be molded into the person she wishes to become, a force to be reckoned with.

Feeling the heat of his breath, Faith trembles I... I want that. Whispers, her voice barely audible To be envied, desired, to hold such power over them. A hint of a smile plays on her lips Make them fall at my feet, craving just a taste of what I have to offer. Make me unforgettable. Faith's resolve grows firmer with each word, her stance shifting subtly to align with her new-found ambition. Her eyes reflect a growing confidence, a quiet strength beginning to emerge within her.