Chp. 30

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Jay

Lips as red as blood. Skin as fair as light. Her hair was perfectly tainted in ink. Such contrasts.

She was walking in front of me and looked back causing her hair to sway along with the wind. The sun brightly shined behind her, creating a shadow over her eyes. I was unable to see her whole face but I managed to see her innocent smile.

She made a gesture with her hands, telling me to follow her. My hands reached for hers and pulled her into my arms, pressing her against me.

The warmth of her body seeped into mine along with her intoxicating scent that was enough to keep me sane.

I needed to hold her just a bit longer but she slowly pulled away from me with a sorrow look. There were tears trickling down her cheeks. They slithered down her delicate face leaving me in confusion.

Why are you crying?

Her lips parted and began to mouth something but I couldn't hear anything.

Why can't I hear anything?

I couldn't make out the words she were saying to me. She was trying to tell me something but her hands soon slid away from mine as she walked away.

"Where are you going?"

Without answering me she walked away. No matter how hard I tried to catch up and reach her. She was only departing farther away from me. Further and further away.

I squinted from the bright light and opened my eyes finding myself lying in the same old cell. It was the same old cell I've been having this dream for months now.

Beth

That night Carter drove me back to the orphanage. And after that night I no longer asked of Jay.

If I asked it would've only made it unbearable to remain here. I would remain longing for him and I would have to start all over. That was not something I could handle right now. One little push would be enough to have me drown back to those memories.

Days became weeks and weeks became months and soon it would be years. Time passed as if nothing happened.

At that time, I never thought I could act like this as if nothing happened. But here I was, living my life as if that was the case. As if nothing had ever happened that night. As if it was okay to be here like this. And that was what scared me.

Ann

I couldn't quite grasp it. It was a strange feeling I got whenever I looked at Beth.

On the night she returned with Carter she refused to talk and avoided me at all costs. She locked herself away and this continued to what felt like weeks. But that rencently changed.

She's been eating, sleeping, and going about with her days. I was surprised to find her smiling and finally able to laugh.

I looked at Beth as she sat there on the bench chatting with the children. It's been a while since she started taking care of the kids here now. I was pleased that she was finally able to adjust to this place and took care of herself.

But there were still things that bothered me. It was perhaps her eyes that were bothering me. The way she looked at me and everything else. Rather she was looking through me. Nothing was being reflected in her eyes.

How should I say it...

If I was to describe her, she was like water collected in a lake. Water so still that even the fish were afraid to swim in it. Water that only reflected without revealing anything inside.

It was then I knew I was mistaken. I was fooled to think that she had changed. Fooled by the mask she covered herself in. I was fooled since she never asked for explanations and she never once shed a tear.

She was strong but even the bravest heart may swell and bruise. I just never noticed.

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