Offering help
Laura approached Cynthia, her voice placating. “Let’s sort this quietly,” she offered, a hint of urgency in her tone.

But Cynthia, standing her ground, scoffed audibly. “I don’t need help from you,” she replied, her stubbornness evident.
Silence followed her words, with the audience’s focus intensifying on the unfolding scene, tension tightly knitting the space around us.