Soon she began to realize everything is never as it seems. Is it too good to be true? Is it? She couldn't accept that, she really wouldn't. She pushed her growing feelings of sickening worry to the back of her mind, as far back as she could, but it wasn't enough. Those feelings, those thoughts, kept surfacing, threatening to spill out of her mouth.
But she couldn't let them. That would ruin the happiness she'd grown so used to, the happiness she wasn't even nearly ready to let escape. She couldn't let things go back to the way they were, not this soon.
