Elsa was awakened once more by the sobs and wails coming from Anna's room. She sighed as she pulled herself out of bed, and headed down the hall. She knocked on Anna's door with, surprise!, no response. She opened the door anyway and sat at the foot of Anna's bed, in the same way she has been this whole week. Elsa's presence didn't stop Anna from crying full force. Elsa's heart broke as she looked down at the mess that has become her sister.
"Anna why don't you get up and take a bath. Your hair is knotted, your breath smells like fish oil, and quite frankly, so do you."
"Go away Elsa," Anna groaned.
"I'm not leaving until you get into that tub. I'll go start it now. You have five minutes to get up."
Anna just rolled over and continued to cry, but this time it was silent. Only warm tears flooding down her face revealed that she was crying. 'At least my tears will blend in with the bath water,' she thought. It took every ounce of energy to get herself up. She looked in the mirror for the first time in days, and was shocked at her appearance. Her face was ghostly pale, and she had bags under her eyes that had bags themselves. Her frail body resembled that of a skeleton with a paper thin layer of skin. The only life left in her appearance was in her pale blue eyes that were crisp as ice. They were sad, and innocent, and resembled those of a child. She was vulnerable even in appearance.
Elsa came back into the room and handed her fresh clothes and a towel.
"I'll be back in about an hour. I have a little surprise for you when you get ready."
Anna reluctantly nodded and headed towards the bathroom. She closed the door and turned the bright headache-inducing lights off. Only the glow of the early morning sun peeked through the window. She stripped down and got into the warm bath water, filled to the brim with vanilla scented bubble-her favorite. But even the bubbles couldn't make her feel better. The only person she ever truly loved was gone. She got a second chance, and he ran away. He was her everything, and now he was gone. She felt hopeless. She would never meet a man as perfect as Kristoff, and she would never learn to love again. Time flew by as she relaxed in the tub. But the longer she soaked, the sadder she became. Everything reminded her of Kristoff. The caramel colored walls reminded her of his brown eyes that were deep set and could melt the hearts of anyone who looked into them. The snowflake patterned floors reminded her of the days when she would wake up early and spend the whole day in his ice shop, watching him hum as he worked. She couldn't stand being without him. She couldn't live without him. She glanced at the clock. 'Elsa will be here soon,' she thought. 'It's now or never.' And with that she let herself fall into the water, with no intent of coming up.
An ear-shattering scream burst through the halls as Elsa crumbled to the floor.