They were all dead. One by one they had lost the battle to fait. She felt lost, helpless, and was filled with uncertainty. Would she have this pounding feeling in her chest every time she remembers them? Would she ever be able to move on? She laid down on the floor for a while. Then she got up, took a deep breath, and grabbed another book. /
Todos estaban muertos. Uno a uno perdieron la batalla contra el destino. Ella se sentía perdida, indefensa, y llena de incertidumbre. Sentiría ese sentimiento palpitante cada vez que los recordara? Sería capaz a de seguir adelante? Se acostó en el suelo por un rato. Luego se levantó, respiró profundo, y cogió otro libro.
