As I backed off, I placed my arm out in such a way that could potentially slightly block hers from grabbing at my waist, if she was at all able to control herself when hitting such a roadblock… and I held up my phone.
"Now. I want you to look directly into the camera. No, not at me - at the lens."
Her eyes blazed with intense focus. Even wearing ridiculous accessories, she was magnificent. Beautiful… and… very distracting.
"Now you're going to speak. Tell anyone who sees this that you'd been a bad wolf."
The change was devastating - her expression became so much more contrite, and I caught that on camera. But when she spoke the words, it was a lot more defiant.
"I was a bad wolf."
Voiced like she was trying to hide that she felt bad. Because part of her still thinks she did nothing wrong? Or she thinks she would not have done anything more than what happened.
