Kildeer Rest Just to find memories plagued by constant misery

Keen found herself hitting a wall as Arlette went on, unable to process anything past the revelation that her sister had thought her dead. She didn't understand. Couldn't. Merrit had known she was alive, of course he did, he was the one who had found her — and Valette...
What? I - Arlette, I visited! Keen cried out, and she couldn't seem to stop herself. Mom knew I was alive. So did Merrit. And they - they kept a stone for me? She felt sick. No part of her was capable of calming or slowing enough to wrap her mind around this information, not in this moment. The only thing she could really think about it was that it was twisted in a way that seemed so very fitting for the family she'd left behind.