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Jul. 17th, 2024 02:46 amLike dust, things are starting to settle down.
The winter air feels freezing cold against Kate's skin and she can tell that aside form the cuts on her face, she's also starting tu bruise. But little does that matter. Clint's now walked away to take a call, probably from his wife Laura. He had been sitting with her at the back of that open ambulance, holding her hand and telling her that he was proud of her achievements. Called her his <i>partner</i>.
Days ago, that would have made her chest swell with pride. Now? It's a faint carress to the heart, one that tries very hard to counter the fact that life won't be the same as she used to know it. She's thankful when doctors come over, checking on her and treating her wounds the best they can. With the police being done taking her statement, they insist she'll have to go for a proper check up at the hospital soon.
She checks her phone. That one last message sent to Ed;. a simple green check mark. The signal to shut down the power in the Rockefeller Center. How many lives had he saved by helping them out?
Kate scrolls back, re-reading old texts. It helped her. It distracted her as she tried her damnest not to think of the look her mom gave her before she was taken away. The disappointment and hurt. She swallows it down, like a painful lump in her throat.
The winter air feels freezing cold against Kate's skin and she can tell that aside form the cuts on her face, she's also starting tu bruise. But little does that matter. Clint's now walked away to take a call, probably from his wife Laura. He had been sitting with her at the back of that open ambulance, holding her hand and telling her that he was proud of her achievements. Called her his <i>partner</i>.
Days ago, that would have made her chest swell with pride. Now? It's a faint carress to the heart, one that tries very hard to counter the fact that life won't be the same as she used to know it. She's thankful when doctors come over, checking on her and treating her wounds the best they can. With the police being done taking her statement, they insist she'll have to go for a proper check up at the hospital soon.
She checks her phone. That one last message sent to Ed;. a simple green check mark. The signal to shut down the power in the Rockefeller Center. How many lives had he saved by helping them out?
Kate scrolls back, re-reading old texts. It helped her. It distracted her as she tried her damnest not to think of the look her mom gave her before she was taken away. The disappointment and hurt. She swallows it down, like a painful lump in her throat.
