Part 19: Her Return

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(The room went silent. No one dared to speak just in case it was all a dream. Just in case she wasn't real. Just in case she was a hallucinaftion, one simple brought on by their sickness as their minds created something that would give them comfort in their time of need. It had been 6 years, and she hardly looked diffrent. Of course she was a little taller, and looked much more mature. Her crown and beautiful, long dress didn't help with that. She looked regal, royal, god-like. But she was the same in every other way. Her brown hair still curled; its ends still bright red. Her eyes still glowed blue in the sunlight that streamed in from the window. She was still the same. She looked the same, walked the same, talked the same. Maybe they were dead? There bodies not being able to handle the marigold after 6 years of being without it. Maybe she was just a phantom. An angel perhaps. a ghost of the past who they wanted to see one last time before they died. The sister, the friend, the lover, they all lost long ago. They didn't want to believe it. They wanted to believe she was real, that she was home at long last, but they didn't want to be hurt if she wasn't, if she was truly just a figment of their imagination. Five and Diego had spent 6 long years looking for her. Allison, Klaus, Luther, and Viktor had spent 6 long years mourning her. And yet here she stood. In front of all of them as if no time had passed, as if she never went missing in the first place. The only evidence left of her long absence is the toll time had taken on all of them. They had all grown, morphing into different people as their lives continued and they grew, even if it was without her, and she could never explain just how proud she was of them for it. She could never explain just how much she missed them. And they could never explain just how much they had missed her in return.)

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