Time stopped. It felt like it, at least.
Those split-seconds Madeline spent looking at Indiana seemed to last an eternity.
"Oh."
"It's you," Madeline spoke, biting her lower lip.
"What are you doing here, Indiana?"
Indiana shook her head, "I'm not here to cause any trouble, I promise."
"I just came here to thank you."
A look of surprise crossed Madeline's beautiful face.
"T-thank me? For whatever reason?" She asked, curious as to what Indiana could've possibly been thanking for.
Madeline subconsciously took a step away from her. Her gut instinct was telling her to run, although her mind told her to stay.
'I should listen to what she has to say,' she told herself.
'Maybe it's not what I think she's going to do.'
Indiana didn't want to admit it, but it was at the tip of her tongue.
