Without even a single comment or gesture to refer to what she had in mind,she didn't think her mother would guess it so quickly. Had she heard her chocked whines in the middle of the night? Had she noticed the emptyness upon her eyes, or maybe the misery in the way she carried herself? She had tried to hide it all, behind a thick wall of fake smiles, but maybe she was transparent because apparently Blue had seen through it all.
Shame wriggled into her heart, planting a stabbing sensation on the middle of her chest. Then with an pained wince and a knot that threatened to suffocate her, she managed to speak, "You didn't fail, you'll be a great mother" she breathed with a single tear rolling down her cheek. The fact of having learned about her plans with Lasher through the grapevine and not from her own lips had weighed heavily on her decision. Though she still referred to her as a daughter, Amelie knew she would never be it. It was the only thing she couldn't be, and the very thing Blue wanted to have.
Now, Amelie was no stranger to goodbyes, she had had her fair share of them through her early childhood, but somehow it had been easier then -- less painful at least. "I think it's my turn to step aside now.. Mo-Blue" she moaned between the sobs erupting from her chest.
