A memory as vivid as day reconstructed before Amanda's beautiful, crystal-like eyes. Something wet slid down her face. She reached out to grab it, hoping it would just rain, but instead, it was something she hadn't seen before in a long while.
Her own tears…
Dark clouds lined the sky, perfectly fitting the day when her life turned for the worse. Her younger self threw herself over a woman laying lifelessly on the ground. A woman with platinum blonde hair and beautiful emerald eyes.
The two shared a striking resemblance to each other.
"Mother, wake up!" she wailed, even though she knew her mother would never wake up again.
How could she, when there was a hole in her chest where her heart was supposed to be?
