Our paths are like a boomerang

There was nothing left inside her to give, her spirit was broken and her flame had gone out. Sirius showed enough fire and anger for the both of them. At one time she would have done anything to reverse his course. Deathbelle would have done anything to make him happy, to comfort him as he was forced to struggle through such a difficult time. Now she was useless, to him and to herself. She couldn’t help him, he couldn’t help her, not that she believed.

”I don’t believe you.” She finally said as he told her the worth she had, and how much he still wanted to protect her. Tears began to well in her violet gaze, after she was so sure she had cried the last of her tears. He admitted to his shortcomings, ”I can ignore the torment of my past while alone. I.. don’t think I could bear it if I.. If I..” Her breath came in heaving gasps as she lost control of her lungs. ”If I had to relive the last time I saw you everyday.”