the replays run for you

R E X A N N A this is not your destruction Of course it wasn’t long before the inevitable. He seemed somewhat uncomfortable, yet Rexanna continued on – pushed on, even, to see if she’d get a reaction out of him. But she knew if she were to finish the story, about her betrayal and leaving him that it might result in him leaving; regardless if she assured him that it wouldn’t happen again. Hell, she didn’t even know Deimos in this world, would he be the same as he was in that alternate side? Willing to put up with her and be her friend regardless of what bitterness might have happened in the other land? She was afraid to find out, but he continued, egging her on somewhat as he asked what then with a short tone that she was certain he probably already knew. Her smile instantly faded, her face shifting from him to the drink before her as she stared at it with those dark sapphire sad eyes, wincing slightly as she recalled the memories like far away dreams. “Well, I met a man and bore his children.” She began, pausing to take a swig of the drink before her in an effort to ease the anxiety. “He wasn’t just any man, though. He was the King for another part of the world.” Her head shifted toward him, her eyes full of sorrow and some painful regret flashing across them. “My son was stolen, and I left the mountains, the aurora, you. Betraying your own trust in me to be there for you and be someone you could rely on.” She sighed through her nose, turning her head away again. “And then, at some point, I had heard you’d died. And I regretted all of it, the children, the love I thought I had, the move to a misty and strange place where people hated me for who I was and some that enjoyed my company well enough. Mostly I regretted losing you and the home you helped make for me when I arrived much like I arrived here, confused and hopeful for a future.” Her voice shifted slightly as she stared further into her glass. “I’m sorry.” She admitted, breathing out the breath she seemed to hold onto, clutching it like a farewell song. “At least I got to see how that life played out, and it’s not something I intend to do here. I thought I had it all figured out there, but I didn’t. I hurt more people than it was worth – I hurt myself too. None of it was worth it.” Her voice grew a bit quieter, and she shifted her head slightly to glance at him from the corner of her eyes, hoping he wouldn’t leave. this is your birth