Sarah smiled and brushed her hair behind her ear at Cynthia's pose,<strong>That's perfect"</strong>she said as she leaned down and began sketching the outlines of her features. Her eyes became focused, and she felt herself pulling from that shell she was so used to. It was always like this. She was always so engrossed by her "work" that she'd forgotten about that cozy shell she'd built for herself. Her eyes focused on the paper, having memorized the features of the girl before her now. She hadn't even realized entirely that a doctor had come to the table.<br/><br/>Sure she heard bits and pieces of the conversation but she was just too far into her work now. This was another problem she was sure they'd point out to her, that she would do nothing but work, pay little attention, that sort of thing. Her red hair fell over her face and she sighed brushing it back as she began to fill in more features. Maybe this was why she hadn't seen it coming, the cheating, the lying, no, that couldn't be it. It was her work, she was just devoted. She'd snapped and hurt someone she'd loved. It wasn't right to make excuses. It hurt to think about any of it, she just wanted to draw to get lost in her art.<br/><br/>((Posting to keep her active.))