The world was waiting--wide open and hers for the taking.
She couldn't bring herself to care, because those moment she spent brawling were the few moments she felt like herself again.
The world was too big, too full of splintered dreams.
The silence brought back everything around her.
I'm not sure if I want it to go back to the way it was before, she admitted. And I think... I think that's what scares me the most.
Talk. Talk about what had been haunting her these months. Haunting every thought, every dream, every breath. Talk.