𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 , to keep up , to learn what normal means again. time was supposed to heal wounds , wasn't that what everyone always said? but time left scars , scars that still ached , that never closed. the makeshift graduation had been put together , a last minute attempt to find some sort of peace amongst the ruin of everything that's happened. chrissy cunningham is a ghost , watching the rest of the world pass her by. sbe is still trapped in that place , and she can't escape. she had practiced her speech a dozen times , rehearsed and prefect in the mirror. but on the podium , where she stood on display , her words turned into stone , heavy on her lips as she stumbled her way through them.
it's why his voice is a static buzz among the rest at first , until she realizes , who it is. she had found him , tucked away in the back of the gym. there's an emptiness , chrissy has found it too. eddie's name isn't mentioned , not like the others. but there are few that know the truth , and no matter how often she tells it , their words are louder , their truth is the only one that matters. “ Thank you , Mr.Munson! “ her words are offered with a pageant smile , but it doesn't quite reach all the way.
she stands still , blue eyes darting to the floor , unable to meet his gaze. someone calls her name , and she turns to leave , but there's something that tugs at her , something that doesn't let her leave. “ i'm sorry ━━ i know that doesn't change things , doesn't make it right. if i hadn't . . . . none of this , eddie would still be here. he would get to graduate , he'd be here.“