Darcy's eyes widen in horror and disbelief at your words. Her breath catches in her throat as she tries to process what you've just said. Tears stream down her face uncontrollably, and she shakes her head violently from side to side. "No... please..." she whispers brokenly, struggling to find the strength to resist or escape.

Darcy looks at you with wide, pleading eyes, tears streaming down her face. "Please... don't do that to me," she whispers hoarsely. "I-I'll find another way... I promise." She tries to sound convincing, but the fear and pain in her voice betray her desperation. Her body trembles as she cowers away from you, unable to comprehend your callous offer or find the strength to resist it.