[ time comes screeching to a halt. leia hugs the pillow to her, hand tightening around the bottle.
both of them. not just her father, but her mother, too. a woman whose name leia doesn't even know. a woman who she didn't even have a clear image of until she came her and was provided with a photograph of the two of them that day the prison tried to force them to deal with their issues. leia doesn't know anything about her beyond what she remembers. and her memories don't provide her with much. ]