She scraped his 4.1 million dollar car so he'll make sure she pays every last cent. To her, it's torture. To him though? It's keeping her close so that he can make her fall in love with her just like he did the second he laid eyes on her.
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The look of defeat in her eyes, her tired body slouched against the couch. She chewed on her bottom lip, her shaky hands running through her straightened hair.
"You need to get some sleep." I sigh deeply, sitting down next to her and take her face in my hands. She lowers her gaze and shakes her head stubbornly. "Eliza."
"I want to find him."
"And we will, but you not sleeping won't help with anything." I insisted. A few stray tears roll down her cheeks and my heart clenches in my chest.
The idea of searching for Rin and even hiring an PI was solely because I wanted her to feel at ease with the whole procedure of doing so. But I think I may have overestimated just how much of an open wound he is for her still.
Her eyes were red from crying and though she denied ever crying I had secretly caught her when she went to the restroom for the third time in less than thirty minutes. The sobs she let out made me so angry at her brother for inflicting that much pain in her.
And the thing was, that he had to known tht him leaving would have so much affect on her. Especially after she had recently lost her best friend. Though I know he was in pain too for losing the woman he loved, that didn't mean that leaving was the right choice.
At least not the way he did. He was there one day and gone the next. No valid explanation except that he needed to get away. Did he think that his family wouldn't miss him? That his absence wouldn't show?
His parents, his siblings, Elizabeth. They all clearly miss him but what else can they do but wait for his return? Or if he even plans to return.
"Maybe this wasn't a good idea." She whimpers, pulling her knees up to her chest and buries her face in her arms. At this point I couldn't do anything that would fully console her. The only one who truly could didn't seem to care at the moment.
I pull her into my embrace, her soft sobs soon soaking up my brown tshirt. I held her tighter as I felt her begin to mumble to herself, blaming herself once again for both Cammie's death and Rin absence.
How it should've been her instead and I can't begin to explain how much that teared me apart. To have to hear the cries of the woman I love and hearing her say that it should've been her who died that day.
But I knew that it didn't compare to the pain she was feeling. She didn't feel worthy anymore. She felt as if her whole existence was not supposed to be.
And though I wanted to assure her that that was not the case I couldn't. Because no matter what I said I knew that it wouldn't give her the closure that she needs in order to heal and allow herself to move on from that tragic past.
