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08-01-2022, 05:38 PM
She turned to face Wren again, greeted with a warm smile, greeted by guilt. How could she surround herself with these people, knowing she could never reciprocate? It made her skin crawl. It made her want to run, it made her want to dive into that lake and re-emerge once everyone was mean again and she could feel good about herself, justified in all her little cruelties. All that she could give her was her ear, and with it a quiet support. It wasn’t enough, it never would be, but it was all she had to give. She and Wren, they had little similarity. The difference in ego was one, their ambitions were another. It felt as though Wren had been in a constant state of forfeit for most her life. Sybil however, fought for what she wanted and took more than she needed. The act of giving up on traditional success felt like a surrender to her too, having been raised with those quiet expectations. “Gave up out of preference, or something else?” The last line was left implied. Do you not feel worthy of these things? She barked a laugh, abrupt and harsh. “Could you have set the bar any lower?” She said with dry amusement. Though to her final words, Sybil couldn’t respond. Like an apology before she could hurt her. To say a simple ‘thank you’ felt too dismissive. She’d let her words hang in silence, unable to give them the weight they deserved. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ |
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