My eyes opened to a dark world around me. I preferred it this way. Back in another lifetime, she kept everything bright. She lit up the dark world around me. Now that she wasn't here anymore, everything was dark. She was the rock I needed to keep on going when everything went bad. Now, now I'm denied this happiness.

They betrayed her. When she needed them the most, they would rather let her fate be dealt with those who hardly knew her than take it upon themselves to prove her innocence. This betrayal stung worse than the one our other friend sought fit to fling on us. How could they just give up on their own that easily? They didn't know her like I knew her. I could tell her every mood, her every emotion.

Because of them, she left. Because of them, she went away. Because of them, I lost her. I had no love for the men who had nurtured and raised me since coming here. If they were ready to condemn her, then they were ready condemn me as well. I thought about leaving, but I knew deep down she wouldn't want me to do that.

At least we succeeded in proving her innocence. Anakin and I worked together to do it. No one else did. I knew Obi-Wan fought her hard not to have her convicted, but he had little choice. I would have thought Plo Koon would have fought for her just as much, but even he was silent.

But her last words stung. Anakin had told him about their last words. I was at the prison helping to process Barriss before I could get to her. The betrayal of our friend was stunning, but an even bigger loss affected me more.

"Ahsoka wait!" said Anakin. She kept walking.

"Ahsoka, I need to talk to you!" he yelled to her. She stopped, allowing him to catch up to her. She turned around to face him at the edge of the Temple. He stopped in front of her, his face lost and searching for an answer.

"Why, are you doing this?" said Anakin.

"The Council didn't trust me. So, how can I trust myself?" she said.

"What about me? I believed in you. I stood by you," said Anakin, trying to persuade her.

"I know you believe in me Anakin, and I'm grateful for that, but this isn't about you. I can't stay here any longer. Not now," she said, crestfallen.

"The Jedi Order is your life. You can't just throw it away like this. Ahsoka, you're making a mistake," said Anakin.

"Maybe, but I have to sort this out on my own," said Ahsoka. "Without the Council...and without you."

"I understand, more than you realize. I understand how you want to walk away from the Order," said Anakin.

"I know," said Ahsoka. She began to walk away, her eyes on the verge of tears. Anakin watched her go, immensely saddened.

"Ahsoka?" said Anakin. She stopped.

"What should I tell Taran when he gets back?" he said. She turned her head, tears threatening to spill.

"Tell him...don't follow me," she said before a tear escaped down her cheek. She turned and walked on, leaving Anakin there by himself, crestfallen and broken-hearted, his Snips gone.

"Don't follow me," he thought. When Anakin told him her words, each word hit him like a lightsaber to the gut. The words echoed back and forth in his mind. It took all of Anakin's energy and skill to calm him down. He felt his emotions going berserk as it sunk in.

She was gone.

Without him.