A walk through the woods [Marcus]

There was a moment that Nessa had never experienced before, a loss for words. She was caught in the moment, the moment of looking at Markus. Trying to see him, the real him. Was he showing her that, or was there still some kind of guard. She felt he had opened up to her, talking about his personal experiences. The whole situation had been pretty bizarre, him finding her the way she words. Talking a walk and discovering a waterfall. Messing around in the water. It was all pretty surreal, and here they were. Two strangers encompassed in silence.

Standing oddly close considering, although it had been her that had closed this distance. When had she become so comfortable with a stranger so quickly. She had opened a little bit of herself to him after knowing him for a short time. The strange thing was that he hadn't actually welcomed her to it, he had been blank and unreadable for most of their time together. Yet she felt like she wanted to Push those boundaries, to show him her trust self and see how he would react. She wanted to learn more about those emotionless eyes. Wanting to see past them, to see his truth.

She opened her mouth to speak, but there was that rip. The same rip she had heard earlier, and he was gone. Just like that, not a word of goodbye. Nessa stared into the open space, shocked by him leaving. She took a step and looked around. Not able to see him anywhere. Somehow, she knew he wasn't coming back. It was done. Did I... Say something wrong... She wondered. Her eyes cloaked in sadness and confusion, she looked at the ground. Trying to think over what she'd said, she hadn't said anything she would consider offensive or rude.

Her feet began to move on their own, the sound of the waterfall fading in the distance. Wandering through the trees until finally she stood in the spot she had already been in, walking up to the tree. The basket laying on the floor, apple laying there intact. She leaned down, picking up the basket. She reached in and picked up the apple. Rolling it around in her palm, remembering her whole reason for coming here. Her day of reflecting and sobbing had been taken, taken away by Markus. She dropped her hand, Apple dropping from her grip and rolling to the floor as she began to make her way home. Because despite what she had originally came for, she didn't need the apple, not today.

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