Rory
Selene stood in front of me with a sad and empathic look on her face. She reached out and brushed my hair from my face and tucked it behind my ear. It was weird looking at her and seeing some of my own features staring back at me, but then again we were related. I felt the wetness from my tears sliding down my cheeks as she held my face.
“Its okay to cry” she whispered to me. “We are alone here and I will not hold it against you. You are strong Rory.” her voice was so sure, so absolute but I had a hard time believing her.
“Why does this keep happening to me? Why do I have to go through all of these difficult trials in life? I am not complaining because I have breath in my lungs but why can't I have just one good thing happen to me?”
She tilted her head at me as she took in my wo
