Neverwinter Forest No te olvidarás

She, honestly, hadn't even registered his affection when offered. She was still too caught up in everything that had just happened. Her brain was so overwhelmed with thoughts and emotions, that she was kind of frozen in place. She was trying not to show just how upset she was by the whole thing, but the longer she sat here with Mal being all understanding and supportive, the harder it was to keep up the facade. 

Eventually, she shifted closer and put her head under his chin. She couldn't immediately answer his question because she had absolutely no idea. Plus it seemed life didn't much care about what she wanted anyway. I don't know, she offered quietly. For the ones that I get close with to actually stick around and not turn out to be shitty. Oh and maybe not die; that would be great too, but that also went with the sticking around part. It seemed a simple enough goal, so then why did it also seem so impossible? She knew right now, she wasn't exactly thinking clearly, but even when she was, it always seemed like she was kind of waiting for the other shoe to drop. 

She pulled back to look at Mal, her expression finally showing the turmoil within. Why do bad things keep happening? I feel like I must have done something to deserve it if it happens so much. She looked away and shook her head. That seemed like the most likely explanation; otherwise, it was because bad shit just happened for no reason, but why was it so disproportionately experienced? Or maybe it wasn't and it was just the way things were. Mal certainly didn't deserve all the shit that happened to him, yet the bad stuff happened anyway.