EVINA STOOD on the podast while she was talking. taking in all the people that had come to the funeral. in the crowd she could recognize a lot of familiar, but also unknown faces, that looked up to her with tear stained cheeks.
"he was the greatest man i knew" she spoke into the microphone and looked to her side, where sam was standing, ready to catch her if she would fall.
"i can't put into words how much he has meant to me" she shook her head "or ever give back what he did for me"
she stepped to the side, but her foot missed the platform and she slipped. she closed her eyes, ready for the impact or sam to catch her, but nothing.
just darkness.
"who was he?" a voice asked into the silence
"what?" evi asked back, not sure who would ask something like that. "it's his funeral, you should know!" she protested loudly, assuming the voice was sitting in the audience of the church hall
"whose funeral?"
"dammit! what kind of question is that?" she exclaimed outraged
"say his name"
"what are you-"
"say his name!"
"i-"
"who was he? say his name!"
"i can't remember"
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WHEN EVI WOKE UP, THERE WAS ONLY SILENCE IN HER HEAD
AND THEN A VOICE
WANDA'S VOICE
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𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 || ( wandavision )
Fanfiction❛is this your pain or is it mine? i can't tell the difference anymore❜ ↳ in which evis life couldn't be more perfect... right? ❛the witch is back and she has lost her mind❜ part 4 of the treacherous series copyright to me
