...and back again [[closed to John for H&M]]
Erica isn't sure how she's supposed to be feeling.
There's a part of her that's ecstatic, thrilled, happy beyond anything she's ever felt before. And there's a part of her that's uneasy. The knot in her stomach getting tighter and tighter, knowing that she has Tyler back but she'll lose him again. She knows that happy should over-ride anger at the village, but the two emotions are at war, and that's translating into her not saying anything. It's a little eerie knowing that he's right down the hall sleeping when he was dead hours ago.
She goes about her nightly routine: washes her face, brushes her hair, teeth, moisturizer, lotion, checking the progress of her stomach (Babywatch, she called it one night). Then Erica just sits on the edge of the bed, a pensive look on her face as she tries to figure out the evening.
There's a part of her that's ecstatic, thrilled, happy beyond anything she's ever felt before. And there's a part of her that's uneasy. The knot in her stomach getting tighter and tighter, knowing that she has Tyler back but she'll lose him again. She knows that happy should over-ride anger at the village, but the two emotions are at war, and that's translating into her not saying anything. It's a little eerie knowing that he's right down the hall sleeping when he was dead hours ago.
She goes about her nightly routine: washes her face, brushes her hair, teeth, moisturizer, lotion, checking the progress of her stomach (Babywatch, she called it one night). Then Erica just sits on the edge of the bed, a pensive look on her face as she tries to figure out the evening.