Lying in bed with the covers over her head, she rolled up in an even tighter fetal position with her arms hugging herself so tightly that it she felt as though if she let go she would fall apart. But she was already falling apart, crumbling, like ash between someone's fingers.

Glancing over the words she had just written, the violet eyed girl attached the parchment to the foot of the owl and sent it on its way to deliver news that made her feel like a stranger to not only the receiver but to herself as well.

"Good bye."