[Eyes that follow, a smile that twists, a spoon held out on a picnic blanket--
You won't forget about Lily, will you?
So long as she lives on in your heart, she can be brought back here and made whole again.
Why have one when you can have both?
No one looks at a garden and complains that there are too many lilies.
...
His free hand buries against his hair as his head starts to pound. No... no, this isn't... right... something isn't right...
By the time he looks up with a tightened gaze, the odd dish is gone. Emma. Emma? Was that... her name? He learned that once. From...
...
He feels the tug at his hand. His eyes glance down to her, happy. Happy, happy, happy. His stomach drops.]
I...
[He doesn't answer the question. He simply lowers back to the ground, taking her little face between both his hands. She's so small like this. She never got a chance to be anything more than this, and yet he--
...]
Lily. I -- I never, ever wanted to replace you.
He... said it was all a lie. He was never going to bring you back. I don't... understand.
[His head hurts. His heart hurts. But she's here in his hands, despite everything...
Why isn't he happy? Why is his chest filling with so much dread?
The memory of her laughing in a voice that wasn't her own, blood running, neck snapping, and all he felt was agony... that couldn't have just been a nightmare.]
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You won't forget about Lily, will you?
So long as she lives on in your heart, she can be brought back here and made whole again.
Why have one when you can have both?
No one looks at a garden and complains that there are too many lilies.
...
His free hand buries against his hair as his head starts to pound. No... no, this isn't... right... something isn't right...
By the time he looks up with a tightened gaze, the odd dish is gone. Emma. Emma? Was that... her name? He learned that once. From...
...
He feels the tug at his hand. His eyes glance down to her, happy. Happy, happy, happy. His stomach drops.]
I...
[He doesn't answer the question. He simply lowers back to the ground, taking her little face between both his hands. She's so small like this. She never got a chance to be anything more than this, and yet he--
...]
Lily. I -- I never, ever wanted to replace you.
He... said it was all a lie. He was never going to bring you back. I don't... understand.
[His head hurts. His heart hurts. But she's here in his hands, despite everything...
Why isn't he happy? Why is his chest filling with so much dread?
The memory of her laughing in a voice that wasn't her own, blood running, neck snapping, and all he felt was agony... that couldn't have just been a nightmare.]