Sharra pinned Brooke to the wall, her eyes flashing with a dangerous intent. ๐️๐ฅ "Your tongue has gotten very long, just like Bethany’s," "Control your tongue."Full Story BELOW ๐
๐ A Charged Afternoon at Sharra’s House
The late winter sunlight slanted through the tall windows of Sharra’s living room, casting long, dramatic shadows over the plush cream sofa and dark oak floors. The air inside felt thick — like everyone knew something big was about to happen.
Brooke stood near the doorway, one hand gripping her phone, the other brushing nervously through her hair. She’d been texting for the last ten minutes, but now she had to speak. Something needed to be said — even if she wasn’t sure what.
“Uh… so,” Brooke finally began, her voice hesitant, “about Joel’s couch from the other day…”
Silence followed. Not the polite pause of a thoughtful conversation — but that silence. The kind where even the clock seems to hold its breath.
Sharra sat opposite her, poised and composed, but her eyes — sharp, discerning — were locked on Brooke like she was unraveling a knot inside her mind.
Larry stood nearby, arms crossed, half-interested smirk on his face, watching the scene unfold like it was some long-running drama he had front-row tickets to.
Destiny — Sharra’s quiet, observant niece — hovered at the fringe of the room, her gaze flicking between Brooke’s nervous stance and Sharra’s unreadable expression.
๐ญ Brooke’s Awkward Opening
Brooke winced internally. She could feel her cheeks warming, like she had stepped into a spotlight she didn’t intend to stand in.
“Uh… you know… Joel’s couch…” she repeated, her voice cracking slightly.
Larry tilted his head, amused. “Wait… what couch?”
Sharra raised a single brow — not annoyed yet, but clearly unimpressed.
Before Brooke could gather her thoughts, Sharra stood, her movement smooth and deliberate.
“Brooke,” she said, her voice calm but firm, “let’s get to the real reason you’re here.”
๐ข The Lesson Begins: Control Your Words
“Brooke,” Sharra said, voice low but powerful, “we need to talk about your tongue.”
“Your words are like fire,” Sharra continued. “They can warm… or they can burn. And right now? They are out of control.”
๐ง A Teaching Moment — Sharpened by Honesty
“Listen to me,” Sharra said. “There’s a difference between speaking your mind, and unleashing your mouth without thinking.”
Destiny spoke softly. “It feels bold to say everything at once. But you end up hurting people.”
๐ฅ Brooke’s Inner Shift
Maybe control wasn’t about holding nothing back. Maybe it was about choosing the right moment.
๐ฃ️ Brooke Speaks — With Intent
“I understand,” Brooke said finally. “I’ll work on it.”
Sharra nodded once. “Good.”
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