"On July 1, 2035, Renae Wolland was found dead in one of the pits of the outskirts. Officials said cameras show that she committed suicide, appears to have some mental history. Details are disclosed, and an investigation is still currently going on".
She clicks off the news, closing her eyes. Feeling the dryness of her throat, the tears pooling in. Threatening to spill.
After all this time, there is nothing left to do but cry.
After all this time, all she could do is cry.
What could have changed?
She could still remember her last splitting image, about to leave. Footsteps trudging across the floor, quick. And out the door, she flew, off to find Eliza. Off to leave forever. Untamed. Wild. Unwaiting.
She should have stopped her.
But she didn't.
Instead, she just watched. Trusting. Knowing. Expecting those very same footsteps to come back, to run back into her arms. To watch her world to finally recollect control. To finally scatter those pieces, pieces of a mom who couldn't give her child what she needed, who couldn't do anything but cry, useless pieces that sunk to the ground like falling snowflakes.
Pieces that shouldn't have dragged her down yet did.
"Renae, oh Renae", she whispered, as a lone tear marked down her cheek.
"Was there anything I could ever have done for you?".
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AdventureDISCLAIMER: ALL INFORMATION HERE IS FALSE, WASH YOUR HANDS AND DO NOT USE THIS TO EDUCATE YOURSELF SIX FEET APART: A futuristic Romeo and Juliet tale, starring COVID-19. The year is 2035. The coronavirus has killed off, well, pretty much everyone. O...
