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"You changed.." Peter said, looking away.
"Not really" Wendy replied. Slowly lifting her hand towards Peter's face, turning it to face hers.
"Not ever" She continued
She scanned the room. It was dark and empty. The walls were slowly peeling off, and its faded colour echoed the room with a dull light. Wendy walked to the window at the end. She unhooked the windowsill and the windows flew open with a giant thud. The breeze brushed against her face, giving her chills. She looked up at the high moon. It glowed brightly against the dark, lonely sky. The moon was alone. No stars around it to offer their companionship to the moon. It was just there, with its only purpose, to shine upon Earth. The moon, although fiercely shining, had a sadness to it. A kind of sadness Wendy could relate to. Her children were gone now. They had been whisked away to safe homes because of the war. And her husband? Edward had already been taken away to go to war, again. Wendy had no word from him ever since. Wendy felt she had nothing to hold onto. She dropped quietly to the window bench. Small particles of dust zoomed out of the red cushions. That didn't bother Wendy at all. She remembered being here. This was where it started it all. When he had arrived. The boy from her stories, real and in person, coming to greet them. This had also been where it had ended. She rested her head on the side of the window and looked out. She glanced at the sky, she saw 2 bright figures off in the distance.
2nd Star To The Right, Then Straight On Till Morning..
Part of her wondered what it would have been like. To stay with Peter, and never grow up. She loved her wonderful children, and her loving husband, but she couldn't help but wonder. What if she never grew up? What if she stayed with Peter? She came onto the windowsill, every night. Always remembering what had happened during her time in Neverland. Fighting Captain Hook, telling stories to the Lost Boys, meeting the Mermaids, and seeing the Indian Chief. She closed her eyes and pictured it all. It was amazing, but the most amazing was seeing him. She was brought back to the thought of her husband. She loved Edward. Very much, but their love hadn't seem to cover the love she felt for someone else. Nothing is like a first love. Her thoughts drew on when she saw Peter for the second time. In her heart, she knew she felt love towards Peter, no matter how wrong she thought it was.
"Goodbye Wendy" Peter mumbled loudly. His hands clenching his hat.
"Goodbye Peter" She replied with a yell, so he'd hear her as he flew into the dark abyss.
"Goodbye Peter" She whispered to herself. Holding her hands close to her chest, almost like she was trying to grip her heart. A tear fell and rolled down her cheek, slowly. She closed her eyes and listened to the pounding of her heart. It hurt. It hurt knowing she might not see her children for a long while. It hurt knowing her husband still loved her, while she was here, constantly wanting someone else with her. And it hurt, knowing she was in love with someone else.