A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the long wait but I've finally got a new update. Yeah I know it's short but I was a little stuck for ideas and need something to move it along a little. This chapter is to show the guilt that Emma feels from running away although she never shows it. The chapter is done at nighttime because that's when people are most vunerable and relaxed letting their feelings creep out in the darkness. Hope you enjoy. Also if anyone has any ideas or suggestions for this story then feel free to tell me I'll happily figure out a way to work it in.
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Emma woke with a start, she never remembered falling asleep only that it was after Anna had left the room. She look slowly around the drab room of the shelter, she saw Anna's sleeping figure lying still in her bed, curled in a tight ball. The walls were bare, coated in a dull off-white colour, but Emma didn't notice them, she was sole focused on why she awoke so suddenly. The remainders of the dream she awoke from were already fading and all that was left was a distant blur of colour. She closed her eyes slowly and waited for the last of the blur to fade. Slowly like ice melting into thin trickles of water the dream passed away, disappearing into the darkness of the night. Emma lowered her head back down onto snow white pillow and closed her eyes again, wishing silently for sleep to come. Tossing and turning in the warm blankets of the bed sleep still evaded her. Images floated through her mind as she turned, haunting images of the past. Warm tears trickled lazily down her cheeks, leaving behind thin silvery snail trails of glistening water. A silent conversation flowed within her mind never to be heard by those that she wished to hear it. Guilt enveloped her entire body tightly suffocating her.
"I'm sorry" she whispered to the light air surrounding her before drifting into a sleep filled with guilt and dreams of the past and those she left behind.
