✧. "I'M OKAY," Elly said like a band-aid to any conversation she ever had. Even when it wasn't true, she knew things eventually would even out again until she was okay again. But after that... She wasn't so sure. Seeing her scar was nothing she could've prepared herself for. The white of her eyes still held all the horrors she witnessed, without diminishing even after she made it out.
"You can stop hovering," she held out a hand to put distance between her friend and any of the others that might show up. In the worst moments of being in the scar, she wanted to call for her friends, to have their presence console her. At the same time she couldn't bear letting them see her like that. Dead. Helpless. She crossed her arms now feeling the coldness that the experience left her with.
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