The kidnappings, the finding their people, the bringing them back. The entire thingβin all its exhausting, emotionally draining glory. Wanda doesn't fight back trying to get the older man to back off or to tend to someone else.
The break? The company? It's a bit nice.
And while some families have returned whole, if not a little emotionally broken for the whole ordeal, some others have not been able to say the same. Lives were lost.
That guilt clings a little to her skin. She glances at the bowl of soup, turns her attention back to her writings, quiet for a moment, before setting down her writing utensil.
"Are you going to the home of everyone that was taken?"
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The kidnappings, the finding their people, the bringing them back. The entire thingβin all its exhausting, emotionally draining glory. Wanda doesn't fight back trying to get the older man to back off or to tend to someone else.
The break? The company? It's a bit nice.
And while some families have returned whole, if not a little emotionally broken for the whole ordeal, some others have not been able to say the same. Lives were lost.
That guilt clings a little to her skin. She glances at the bowl of soup, turns her attention back to her writings, quiet for a moment, before setting down her writing utensil.
"Are you going to the home of everyone that was taken?"