This is the third fanfiction I am writing.🤩♾ Clexa IS THE END GAME
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Season 5 when Clarke and Madi survive together, but with a few changes..💖🥺
Madi has a birthday soon, but Clarke will receive an unexpected gift.
May We Meet Again 💙♾
Lif...
The sun's rays passed through her face and prevented her from continuing to sleep. She opened her eyes to look at the old, dusty, deserted room. Knowing she would not be able to sleep again, she got up and went to the trunk of the car to get some food.
Sitting at the table they shared with her family, she ate, remembering some very funny moments and conversations.
After eating, she decides to start looking for the important item that will help her get her parents back.Looking in cupboards and in different places, she couldn't find anything. Then she decided to go to her parents' room. The bed was still made, there was dust, but the memories of jumping and sleeping there were amazing.
She sat down carefully on it and lay down as soon as you studied and headed for the attic, she saw the tapestry she had made for their small but very loving family.
She remembered the songs her mother sang as she did so, and her interested gaze on the subject made little Madi admire her. She admired her parents unconditionally, and she wanted to be like them.She was so strong, loving, kind, fair, and they would do anything for their family and for those they loved. Just like Clarke and Lexa.
Then the dilemma reappeared, whether she was doing the right thing, whether she should have come back and swallowed that her family was gone, and now she could find a new one. But what she did to Clarke to meet her needs and how she behaved. with her last time, now she must be angry and doesn't want to see her. She just made the mistake of not talking to her or Lexa and leaving her with a note.
Then Madi remembered, she got up and started jumping on the bed trying to grab the tapestry and take it off. As soon as she succeeded after several attempts, then there was hope in this subject. This subject she admired so much as a small child.
Her mother always tried to teach her how to do tapestry, but she was always afraid of getting hurt.
Madi ran her thumb over the tapestry, touching her mother's and father's faces. She was afraid she had forgotten what her voices looked like. She thought she had failed and renounced them just because of those stupid mistakes. She was blamed for their deaths.
She could have saved him, but she just sat and watched. What she hated most was being helpless in such situations, and all you could do was look and feel sorry. When Clarke told her about Lexa's death and how she had died and what the blue-eyed woman's situation was then, she felt the feeling Clarke had felt. The pain of sitting and watching while someone you love so much dies.
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