Daphne burst through the back doors, heaving as if she couldn't breathe. It wasn't the outfit she was wearing - though to be honest it didn't help matters. It was just the pressure of everything and everyone around her, expecting her to take duties into her hands. On any other normal basis, she wouldn't have minded one bit. But she wanted to grieve. Damn society. Damn manners!
Tears poured down her face as she kept walking into the wooded area outside of her house, leaning against a tree and taking several deep breaths to keep from fainting. Daniel had told her this was called Hyperventalation, well, whatever it was, it was not pleasant what so ever. Just as she started to calm down, she heard hushed voices coming from a few yards away. Wiping her eyes quickly, she looked around but saw no one. She heard a name! Lewis?... no.. Shephard... no.. She gasped! Eward?! It sounded like Katherine's voice too!