Her head felt heavy as she slowly opened her eyes. She sat down and dug her fingers into her hair, recalling everything that had happened earlier.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she slowly rose from her bed, taking shaky steps towards the mirror, and burst into tears when she saw her reflection.
She took a deep breath in an attempt to control her emotions, but it was futile. She sat on the ground, drew her knees to her chest, and buried her face in her knees.
Her shoulders felt a lot heavier.
She was supposed to be happy, right?
She was relieved that Cyrus' normal state was still alive, but she couldn't stand the fact that it was temporary.
She couldn't deny that she was relieved he was still alive, whether in his dark or normal state, but all she wanted was for him to be safe, complete, and one with her.
