She wasn’t miserable, in fact she was getting better. Her mind, frayed, but her body holding on. Her eyes searched only for him in the crowd, but on locating him, she couldn’t help but look away, it shattered her in ways she didn’t understand herself. Upon hearing even the slightest key note of his voice, her body curled into a ball with her eyes squeezed shut and her hands covered her ears. As though his voice would trigger a bomb, but how different was it really? Mass destruction on an internal scale with her being the only casualty.