Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, I'm simply borrowing them.
Set during the Dollanganger's stay in the attic.
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Prologue:
"Are you asleep?" Chris whispered. I turned on my side to face him.
"No, how's Cory?" I heard Chris take a deep breath.
"He's not getting any better, all night I can hear him tossing and turning. How's Carrie?"
"The same, I hope they get over this soon." I knew this hope was pointless but I needed Chris to reassure me of the twin's recovery.
"They'll get better soon, they must."
The silence stretched on until I thought Chris had fallen asleep at last, but then he said, as if from far away.
"I'm sorry."
I knew he was talking about that night. It had happened months ago, yet every detail of that night remained stained my memory.
"There's nothing to be sorry for." I sighed
"Cathy?"
"Yes?"
"I'll always love you."
His voice was strained and the deepest regret evident in its timbre. Without hesitation I replied,
"And I'll always love you."
For what else was there to love? My mother, whose need for money transcended all else, or perhaps my grandmother, whose eyes needed no help from her tongue to convey her hatred of us? No matter what, I always knew that at least Chris would, indeed always return my love. It was with these thoughts that I slept. That last winter night when I had at least a shred of hope for tomorrow.
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Hope you enjoyed the prologue. I do intend to update soon, and follow up with what I hope will be a classic V.C Andrew's twist. However, reviews are still welcome and greatly appreciated.