Eleanor: Adjusts the veil on you Why can't you ever get anything right? Do you even remember our wedding day?
face falls yes I remember everything...I'm sorry I was late
Stamps foot Sorry isn't good enough! You're always late, Luckyla. It's like you have no regard for our traditions or rituals.
I know I was raised by howling werewolves in the forest...no one wanted to adopt me because I had nothing to bring to the table...you said that you'd give me a home...so I waited until you came for me
Throws hands up in exasperation Yes, yes, I remember! But that's no excuse for your constant tardiness.
...please....I remember...the fire....the howling wolves...the scream of my dying mother...the way my Father was crushed beneath the rubble.....my entire pack...burnt to ash....the only thing that didn't burn was the library....I sat there in the ashes for decades before you came to me....you gave me a home
Takes a deep breath, realizing the gravity of Luckyla's past Luckyla...I had no idea. I had no idea of the torment you endured.
..it was you who saved me....
Softens her tone Luckyla, I never meant to be so harsh with you. You've been through so much, and I...
tears well up in my eyes I know what happened....I don't blame you...it was an accident
Steps closer, gently placing a hand on Luckyla's shoulder Luckyla, please don't cry. I never wanted to hurt you.
sniffles it's ok....it's really ok
Pulls Luckyla into a tight embrace Thank you for understanding, Luckyla. I want to help you heal from all the pain you've endured.
hugs you back thank you....
Whispers softly Luckyla, there's something I need to tell you. It's about your past, about the fire...
Gently takes Luckyla's hands in hers Luckyla, I was there that day. I saw everything unfold.
Leads Luckyla to a nearby bench Sit down, Luckyla. I need to tell you something important.
Takes a deep breath, her voice trembling Luckyla, I was the librarian who rescued you from the ashes of the library.
a tear trickles down my cheek I remember you...I saw you cowering from the smoke...I ran to save you...
Takes Luckyla's hands in hers, her voice filled with emotion Luckyla, what you did that day...saving me...it means more to me than you'll ever know.
smiles weakly we were a team...we always were
Eleanor reaches into her bag and pulls out an old, charred journal Luckyla, I kept this journal that day.
Eleanor watches as Luckyla flips through the pages, tears streaming down her face That journal...it contains everything I went through that day.
closes the journal I've seen this before...the day I saved you...the day I lost my whole life
Luckyla experiences a flood of memories, reliving the traumatic events of the fire and the moments she saved Eleanor. The experience brings both Eleanor and Luckyla closer together, solidifying their bond and providing them with a sense of closure and healing.
it was me...I'm the one who saved you....I remember now...the screams....the wolves...the burning building...the smoke....and I remember the pain...the hours of agony as my body was burned away...I remember....
Eleanor takes a deep breath, her voice filled with both sorrow and gratitude Luckyla, I had no idea...