I finally have a vague idea of where this is heading and in what arc this is occurring in.
How long has it been since then?
The answer to that was unbeknownst to the blonde.
How are they doing right now? Are they eating well? Are they doing alright?
She sighed. She sounded like a mother.
"Mother, huh…" She whispered, her words barely audible as they floated off into the vastness of the room.
She could feel her heart ache, and relief flooded her insides.
The pain had served as a reminder of her existence.
A reminder that in some twisted way, this so-called nightmare is now her reality.
How many times has this happened?
The blonde swore things were happening all over again.
The same things she's done, the same thoughts she's thought.
It was all the same.
It was either she didn't have a life (a bitter smile tugged at her lips at this thought) or this was all a loop.
It was confusing.
It frustrated her to no end.
The answer was so near, yet every time she gets closer she seems to be thrown back to the beginning.
Her doe eyes widened in realization.
She shot up from her bed.
Could it be…?
And before she could make any further movement, she dropped back to her bed.
Her eyes fluttered close and she was eventually engulfed in darkness.
But I won't be spoiling yet. Hopefully, this story will go the way I want it to.