SHE HAD FINALLY found it. The apartment that she needed right there in Central City. She had yet to tell Barry about it, but she knew this was the first step she needed to take to convince Sharon to exit her hide out. This time, she will be ready for her.
Nayara looked at the real state woman with a small smile. "I like it." She said looking at the apartment. The brunette looked at the humble apartment, watching the windows that were there. She quietly walked to the bedroom.
"So, what do you think? I mean, this things tend to go out quite quickly." The woman said to her. Nayara looked at her over her shoulder. "There is the train station near and everything." She added.
Nayara looked at the view of the opposite apartment across the street. "What about the parking?" Nayara asked her.
"Well, it is a shared parking downstairs. But if you have guest I will recommend some parking lots a couple blocks from here." The woman said to her.
Nayara nodded at her as she thought in what she could do to make the apartment safer. "I will take it." Nayara told her. The woman nodded at her. The brunette waited as the woman took out the paper work. She never thought she will find her own apartment by herself. She thought Emma would have helped her, or even her own mother. But times change.
Iris would have been more than happy to help her, but still she didn't want to bother her too much. Especially now that she was organizing Barry's wedding. Nayara didn't want to bother them even more.
Bing!
Nayara looked down at her phone, seeing Iris' text: dress fitting appointment. Nayara sighed, knowing she was probably going to be late for it. She texted a quick reply to Iris, before turning to the other woman. Nayara finished the procedure and with a proud look she took the keys to her own apartment.
For two months she had quietly planned this. Looking for new place took time, especially when now she was preparing to face Sharon. Two months had passed since she had been in the Kent Farm. Two months were she had trained herself day after day, focusing on how she will end Sharon's reign once and for all. It was her responsibility to do it. Whatever the cost.
However, this also meant that she had reframed herself from anything else. Training day and night. It did not went unseen by Barry Allen at all. He had never seen her train this much. He knew that training work, but there was also the need the balance of normal life. If not, you will loose yourself behind the mask.
Peter watched from a distance how Nayara had grew even more quite than usual, but the bangs under her eyes never stopped appearing. Sharon, Illusion and the fate of both worlds was taking a toll and her. He could see that, but once again Nayara was pulling back. This time he will not stop, he will remain by her side remaining her every single day that he was there to help her.
Nayara draw back also got him worried. Last time she had done it was to keep her origins from him because she didn't want to ruin the balance of their world. However, Nayara needed to learn that sometimes help is needed, even if she didn't believe it herself. She wanted to keep everyone at bay, not wanting to put anyone in danger. Little did she know that the people who were around her cared for her and that no hero ever got out anything from pushing people away.
. . .
Nayara parked her motorcycle at the curb right in front of the shop. The brunette took out her helmet, while looking at the address Iris had sent her. It felt nice to go and help Iris dress shopping. Little did she know that it was also her time to try on some dresses herself.
The brunette entered the shop, and followed the woman to where Iris was. Iris brought Nayara into a huge hug. "I am glad you're here." Iris said to her. Nayara smiled back at her.

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