Falling.
Falling into darknness.
The looming death was so close. Oh so close!
But he grabbed her hand.
Smiled at her that oh so beautiful smile.
He pulled her in. Hugged her and whispered soft things into her ear.
"Don't cry. I'm here, I'll always be here."
His scent like chocolate. So sweet, so calming.
"Pro- promise?"
"I promise. I promise Reyna."
Over and over again she had that dream.
Everytime he would pull her in and let her be comforted.
Until one day, he was holding someone else.
"J-Jason?"
"I'm sorry Reyna. I can't hold you, can't make you laugh, can't make you smile. Can't love you."
And she was falling. Pulling away from that sweet, sweet chocolate scent.
She remembered. How his promises had turned empty. She remembered, even if he didn't.