❝ …For me to be having a CONVERSATION with myself…I truly must be.
❞
Had…she begun to just lose her mind? It’s one of the only possibilities she can comprehend at this point, eyes merely closing now as she leaned against the wall behind her. A knee is drawn to her chest, an arm hooked around it and holding it there calmly as she relaxed. Truthfully, she had to be going crazy…otherwise, how else would she be conversing with the other version of HER so effortlessly?