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Lost in the Crowd.
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Elizabeth Keen was a woman who has always known exactly who she was.
Since childhood, even the simplest wavering of when it came to choices never phased her, as she already knew what she wanted. She preferred puzzles over building-blocks. She knew what colour she liked –dark, olive green. How she preferred her coffee –dark roast, no sugar with milk.
She knew within the first day of meeting Tom that it had the possibility of a long-term relationship. The first kiss sealed the deal.
She knew kind of car she wanted to own, what type of house she would live in, what kind of dog she'll adopt and what she wanted to pursue as a career.
General consensus never appealed to her and her independent spirit couldn't be bought by the 'group mentality'. She was her own person.
Crowds were never threatening or dangerous to her. After all, she knew where she wanted to go, what she wanted to do and couldn't be swayed. The hundreds of conforming individuals swarming around her never once swayed her zeal or conviction or direction.
She never needed the seal of approval of her peers or her teachers.
She never asked the opinion of her father for any of her choices. She just made them.
She knew exactly who she was.
She never knew how suddenly the winds of change can change your perception of yourself.
How easily your roots can be stripped until nothing else exists except the question of, Who am I really?
How deep the abyss grows when your foothold on your identity slips and you're falling into a sea of questions you have no answers to.
She did ask him, so many times, to give her answers to her unasked questions. She asked so many times for the explanation of reason why, but couldn't understand herself what she meant by 'why'.
But, right now, standing in the middle of the crowded streets in the heart of Boston, she can finally word the one question that had been haunting her ever since she met Raymond "Red" Reddington.
Why do I suddenly feel so lost in a crowd?
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