You look into her blind eyes. That was the trade off. She got to win. She lost her sight. Her mom was alive. She’d never know the trolls, not really. You slowly put a hand on her shoulder.
i’m sorry.
It really is complicated.
and thank you.
John gets it, in a way that you’re not sure your own John or Jade get it. They didn’t lose anything: they escaped unscathed, and it was only you and your brother whom fate scarred over to remember it by.
It was the price to pay for escape. I’m not sure I could tell you if it was worth it, even now.
It’s…complicated. I’m sure you understand.
(Source : orphiste-blog)
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