CHAPTER ZERO ; IS THIS REAL?
''Character, like a photograph, develops in darkness.''
— Yousuf Karsh
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She looked at him and it felt like everything crumbled inside of her. She didn't regret it. She felt good. In a way it was.
But she did feel sorry. Sorry for seeing him. Right there, right now. When she looked at him, it broke her heart. She wanted to scream at the world, she wanted to scream at her body to wake up.
Seeing someone and not being able to utter a word or move a finger, it was a horrible feeling, wasn't it? Well, that's how Hope felt like anyways as she looked at Scott and his reaction sure as hell wasn't making her feel better. But there was nothing she could do now. What's done is done, there's no turning back.
Looking back, her old self would've yelled at her and made a remark how much she acted like Barry and it had to stop. The thought of it made the corner of her lips to twitch upwards and her eyes roam around his face.
But as she did so, all that she could think of was,
Is this real? Or just a strange and twisted dream?
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confused? good! im so happy!
im so ready for this story and i love hope so freaking much. and dont get me started on her future relationship with scott cause my heart will explode from cuteness.
