[ Dahlia's gaze doesn't fall on her husband, instead lingering on the vast city before them. While she refuses to acknowledge it, this place — this entire experience — has been overwhelming. Frightening.
And now, as the holidays approach, she's reminded of her children once again. Of the rest of her family.
In spite of how well Wayne has seemed to adjust, she's yet to achieve the same success. Looming like phantoms, the fear and frustration continue to grow. Each day, they're a little closer to becoming buffers.
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And now, as the holidays approach, she's reminded of her children once again. Of the rest of her family.
In spite of how well Wayne has seemed to adjust, she's yet to achieve the same success. Looming like phantoms, the fear and frustration continue to grow. Each day, they're a little closer to becoming buffers.
More and more, she loses touch with who she is. ]
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