Cruel
Her eyes are fixated on the starry sky above her. Her slim fingers are curled into the earth, the moonlight beating down on her perfectly, causing a smooth, almost reflective effect on her skin. Her voice is like silk as she speaks.
"It's been years. It's still hard to believe we did it," she releases a breathy laugh, the hint of a smile on her face.
"I always wondered if things could have been different. We still could have won, but we could've become so much more than we were."
Her fingers relax, slipping out of the damp ground.
"Armin still worries about me, you know. And Jean." A sigh. "I worry about them too. After everything, we're the only three left from our trainees squad."
She takes a deep breath to steady herself.
"Jean treats me well, if you worry."
She swallows, trying to get rid of the lump rising in her throat.
"It's not the same, though. Not without you."
A tear makes a trail down her cheek, dripping into her lap.
"You lied. You really had me convinced we'd both make it."
She casts her eyes away from the stars and to her lap.
"It's cruel, Eren. Why did you have to leave me? It's my fault, I know. I didn't protect you like I should have. If only I could have been there."
Had she glanced behind herself, she would have noticed the angel sitting carelessly on top of the gravestone, reaching out to her.
So this is going to be a two part thing. Today's prompt and tomorrow's, since the themes fit together nicely. So, part two will be up tomorrow! Also, I'm sorry for this being so short.