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𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝖨𝗫 - Fitful heart
006.
Rory's ability to endure trauma and stress at her youthful age was deemed to be one of the most remarkable traits she accumulated over time.
Everyone she knew encountered a substantial breaking point at some period in their life. After experiencing the upshots of the adversity, most cowardly, just rolled over on their backs and stopped responding entirely. Rory refused to be the individual who cracks under pressure and loses control of her situation. She was no aid to anyone if she was consistently vulnerable and weak.
But being challenging was much easier said than done.
Rory woke up early that morning with a solid frown etched on her features. Grams hadn't gotten up out of bed in two continuous days. She was amassing another one of her timely episodes, but for some reason this time, it was more extensive. Usually, Adele's common bouts lasted only a couple of hours but now nana couldn't even find the durability to use the bathroom without assistance, let alone eat.
Anything but optimistic beliefs protruded in Rory's mind. Her eyebrows scrunched together in concentration as she tossed the grilled cheese in the skillet with a metal spatula, eventually taking it out and placing it on a glass plate. Hopefully, she could get Adele to eat before she left for school. She tried to relinquish the unpleasant thoughts, while she added three sugars to nana's coffee, cultivating the beverage to her exact preference.
Rory peeked her crown into the split door frame, itching to find Adele up and willing to start her day. But to no avail, she still laid in the indistinguishable position she was in yesterday night when Rory last surveyed her.
