Demyan
I woke up in Ethan's shirt in the small bed in his bedroom in the cabin. I had had such an emotional breakdown earlier that at a point I could barely put one leg in front of the other that Ethan had to carry me to bed just so I could get the nap I had been desperately crying for.
I was not even eager to get out of bed as I laid there for a long time staring out of the window. It was sunset and I started to wonder if it was a coincidence that every time I was caught at a crossroads it was just me and the sun. We were sort of companions now. It never judged me which was crazy, it was not like the sun could tell me if it disapproved of me or not, but at least it was guaranteed I would see it everyday.
It never had too many expectations for me nor did it want to randomly leave to go all the way to Australia without talking to me. I did not want to cry but I ended up, just a little.
