Spoilers for the third season most likely
Disclaimer: Not mine, never
Written for the drabble challenge
In, out. In, out. The steady rhythm of breathing masks her
inner turmoil. Inside she feels broken, shattered. Her world is in shambles and she doesn’t know what to believe anymore.
years of her life are missing and it scares her. Everything has changed. The man she loves is married. Her father is in a
holding cell. Her mother is on the run.
She runs along the cement path of the park, her breathing starting to falter.
Slowing down, she stops and watches the world around her. Families sharing picnics, couples walking dogs, children playing.
A lone tear trails down her cheek, but she hardly notices as she loses herself in what she sees. The world has moved
on without her, as hard as it is for her to believe. She doesn’t blame them; she just wishes things could have been
A lone figure watches her and she tries to ignore it. He blames himself, but he had every right to move
on. She doesn’t blame him, she understands why. Sighing, she begins to jog once more down the pathway. Steeling herself,
she drowns out the noise of happy people and concentrates on breathing. In, out. In, out.