The Restaurant (inspired by right where you left me, by taylor swift)

Chapter five

Spring was near and colour was beginning to re-enter her vision.
Flowers were blooming once again and she felt the same enter her demeanour.
Yet she never left that chair.
Though she thought about it.

This was the first time she ever let doubt enter her mind.
"Did I make the wrong decision to save him?" She would think,
"why didn't I save myself instead?"

It was the first time she asked herself if there really was another way out?
A way for her to leave by her own accord, without someone swooping in to save her before she was ready.
An exit.

"But what could be wrong with believing in love" she would ask herself.
"Surely love is the most hopeful thing of all"
She couldn't count the amount of times she doubted herself.
It was those hopes and dreams exactly that kept her there.
Especially when he had recently confirmed them himself.

"Maybe I didn't make the right decision" He would say.
"Maybe there is hope for us after all"

All of a Sudden, spring became an endless number of new beginnings and open opportunities.
With those opportunities came choices.
Slowly but surely she became torn and tired of trying to decide.

The temperature began to slowly increase day by day.
The sun beaming in, shining on her exhausted face and faded hair with overgrown roots.
She felt as though she was in a greenhouse with no choice other than to grow.
The only thing she hadn't figured out yet, was how.

Each day her skin would feel ever so slightly looser from the spell and her heart ever so slightly less torn.
She began to feel her blood warm and flowing again, as his cold demeanour couldn't quite cut into her the same as it used to.
Day by day she would watch the people as they walked by.

Never expecting to see what she saw next.