Chapter Hundred & Ninety-Two: Past: Plans For Her Tomorrow

The mirror reflected everything that she felt inside, her eyes seemed to be one of a hurricane, a red dye having contaminated everything that was supposed to be which should have meant that she was okay. But she wasn't, she was far from it, and watching the results made it more difficult for her to cope.

Her body trembled with different shivers as she wondered when all of it would end and when would normality take its place. It was dumb of her to ask these questions, dumb of her to still see some sort of light when she was still deep within the tunnel. Yet she had a dream…

A dream where she could ly on the hood of a moving car, feel its wind run its fingers through her hair and just hear the laughter of her daughter in the back seat. Feeling the freedom as though her companion. She wondered if for once her dream had been a misconception of what she really desired.