Noctisardor Bypass fossopa

immediately mama rushes to quell the worries she surely knew were storming behind dinah's eyes. i wanted it another way, or for it to not happen at all; immediately, the worst of thoughts come to mind. she thought of glaukos, or etienne, or — anselm —
now, her worry turns to an ugly disgust and anger. who was it, mama? did he hurt you? nostrils flaring, heart pounding; i'll kill him. i'll fucking kill him for doing this to you. for-- for, for--
she cannot finish her sentence, relaxed footfalls from moments ago now turned to frantic pacing back and forth. i-i'm not, i'm not-- how are we gonna do this? after we barely even survived the last season? after-- what about my brothers? there was no malice in her tone, even through the sharpness of her words; only hurt. a blazing, blue-black hurt that now felt as if it were etched into her skin. h-how can you say it won't change our family when we don't even have one anymore? and don't even say it'll just be different, or new, because i don't want a new one. i just-- i want our old one back.
she would not cry. she would not.
they won't even know daddy.