I would've followed you into the dark. I did follow you into the dark.
the silence stretches on, elastic, grains of sand slipping one by one through the hourglass’ opening, until a sigh shatters it. " you shouldn't have followed me." her tone remaining as cold and distant as she is.
arms folded over her chest. yeliza preaches not to fixate on 'what ifs', regret was something she actively avoided when she could. constantly keeping busy... her mind was a constant noise, nothing but a distraction from the guilt that simmered beneath pallid features. only to have itself spewed up at the blonde's words. " you have always been such a fool yelena ... following me? is only following death. "
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