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I used to be - more positive, more accepting of things. Less... sad. Maybe I'll try to - to be that again, She thought, wistfully, of Rose — and disturbingly she wondered if Lestan might have liked her better. Reverie pushed that thought away and let out a little sigh. Her gaze drifted. Maybe that would make Lestan happier, too... Even now she couldn't help but think of him, of what might help their relationship.
If it did, it would be worth it in the end. But Reverie didn't feel positive. She felt... so tired.