She couldn't believe that she'd asked him
that. After all, the answer was plain as day. Of course they'd have to. If either of them were to move on. But she didn't want to... Even if she knew that she had to.
So this would be a dead girl, sitting curled up in a chair and staring into the fire before her. Funny... she shouldn't really want anything to do with it anymore considering how she died. And if she's noticed the tears starting to form... it doesn't show.
I told him to tell me...
And now her heart ached. She wished that it didn't.