╰┈➤... ᴵᶠ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᴵ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˢⁱᵍⁿˢ ⁱⁿ ᶠʳᵒⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉ ; ᴵ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ ᵗᵒ ʷʰᵒ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ¡! ❞
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Mal already identified the root of the problem, or at least one of them.
For one, her emotions were out of control. She never...
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Afterstepping back on the soil of the Isle, remembering the last past events when she first returned here, all the previous huffing and hyperventilating vanished from the young purple head girl as the goal in mind struck her again.
Mal wasn't here to seek any vegenace.
She wasn't here in hopes of rekindling past affiliations and taking back old territories.
She wasn't here to torturekids and putcandy under her armpits to give it back to the littlekids.
Mal was here to restart over.
She was here to fix herself. She was here to fix her life. She was here to fix herproblems.
You see if you want to work on relationships, you have to work on yourself first.
And after numerous breakdowns, and shouting and tears and conflicting emotions that made herstay up at nightwanting to end her life so the pain could go away, Mal finally figured it out.
And she figured it out on herown. She didn't need Evie, nor did she need Jay.
She didn't need Carlos, nor did she need to hear his words out. Shedidn't need Fairy Godmother, nor did she need Ben.
