"Phew! Finally done!" Dr. Collingwood wiped her forehead with her sleeve. Not wanting to risk her neighbors noticing her, she'd sold her house and moved away, bidding a tearful farewell to her friends.
The new neighborhood she was in was a little bit smaller and, by the feel of the weather, a little bit colder in the winter.
She collapsed into bed and snuggled up under the covers, falling asleep in minutes.
A few weeks later...
"Uh, Molly?" Lawrence touched her shoulder.
"Hm?"
"C-Can I move in with you? You said you moved to a new house and I, uh, was hoping I could help with it?"
Dr. Collingwood chuckled. "I already finished moving and I told you that. Tell me the real reason you wanna come over."
"Alright, fine. It's just... you've been isolating yourself a lot up until we got you to open up. So I wanna make up for lost time. Besides, I've been thinking about living with you for a long time now."
She looked at him for a moment, then hugged him, wrapping her arms tightly around him and burying her face in his chest. He looked down, stunned for a moment, then wound his arms around her waist and pulled her close. After a long, long while she looked up at him.
"I've been really lonely since I moved to my new house. I don't dare show my face in public. I always go out to walk at night with a mask on so that no one will see me," she said softly.
He leaned down a little, pressing his forehead against hers. "Well, not anymore," he whispered.
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The Breaking Wheel
Hayran KurguSome SCPs tear you apart. They'll hunt you down to the ends of the earth in order to kill you. Others reach deep into the darkest recesses of your mind, forcing you to face your worst fears, your deepest regrets, your greatest mistakes. (Disclaimer:...
