[She watched the dream, and as soon as he wrote down her name, she knew that she should've ended the connection there. She should've looked away, should've paid it absolutely no mind. By the end, the image before her was blurry as her eyes filled with tears. She was familiar with that day, though it was often preferred to be left forgotten. This new detail... she wasn't aware that anything could've made her opinion of that day any worse. If she felt this awful, she could only imagine how much worse Peony could be feeling. It was for that reason that she began calling him.
However after the phone remained ringing for long enough, she realized she had no clue what she was supposed to say. 'I'm sorry'? It was a memory that was years old. She couldn't say anything to help in the slightest. Biting her lip and shutting her eyes tightly, she ended the call, unsure whether he picked up or not.
It may have been their shared burden once, but the aftermath was hers to deal with alone.]
However after the phone remained ringing for long enough, she realized she had no clue what she was supposed to say. 'I'm sorry'? It was a memory that was years old. She couldn't say anything to help in the slightest. Biting her lip and shutting her eyes tightly, she ended the call, unsure whether he picked up or not.
It may have been their shared burden once, but the aftermath was hers to deal with alone.]
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