Author's note: This is from Zoe's point of view
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After of unknown measure of time, Diana decided to perch herself on top of a big rock, next to a river, just as she promised.
The view of the river shimmering under the moonlight was majestic, and the forest all around us was peaceful, but I was restless.
'Did you have enough running?', I asked, afraid that she will say 'no'.
She snickered. 'For now. I would love more, but for the first time, this should be enough. Did you finish thinking about your oh-so-horrible situation?'
While Diana was running, I was recollecting my childhood. I didn't remember my mother clearly because she was never present, and she left me when I was a child. I will never forgive her for leaving me behind. What kind of a mother does that?
I remembered Joe and the times when Luca was there for me. It was bittersweet to reminiscent those moments, and Diana was listening attentively, yet now she had to be snarky.
