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Myka Ophelia Bering (beringandwells) wrote in makebelievelog,

As the door opened in front of her Myka looked up and stared at the woman standing in the doorway. She stood there staring not really believing that it was truly her. Tears were welling up in the corner of her eyes and it took all her willpower to not let them fall. When Helena spoke Myka was pulled out of the trance she seemed to be in. The words that had been spoken had gone unheard but the gesture to enter had not gone unnoticed. She stood outside the door for a few more moments debating whether or not she should continue in or turn around and go back to her room. Almost without her telling them to her feet propelled her into the room subtly brushing against Helena. Once in the room she walked and stood over by the couch and remained there. Her senses were assaulted with a scent that was so distinctly Helena and she took a shaky breath.

Placing one hand on the couch she steadied herself. Subconsciously her other hand reached up and rested against the locket around her neck. The emotions going through her head were confusing and if asked she knew that she wouldn't be able to explain them. All of a sudden she was hit with intense emotions and another memory. This one from when they had gotten to Leena's. Tensions and emotions were running high amongst them all. The one thing that stood out the most was her response to Claudia. I watched her die. But everyday people die. Sometimes its people we care about and sometimes its even people that we love. The hand gripping the edge of the couch flew up to cover her mouth as the realisation hit. She Myka Ophelia Bering had fallen for Helena Georgia Wells. Slowly she moved over and sat down on the couch.