Rory has just lost her sister. Her twin sister. She's no longer around, and now Rory is left to deal. Left to replay the scene over and over in her head. Left to see the vision of her sister being killed right before her.
There were two of us.
Both drowning in each other's pain.
I got lucky and swam up to the top grasping for air.
She sank to the bottom and there was nothing I could do for her.
She may have drowned but I feel like I did.
And now I'm breaking.
Because without her why am I even living?