Light of the Midnight: We Are Celestial [BOOK 3]

Fourteen: Rain

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Karianna had no answers for me. No matter how much I asked, Midnight did not help either. Doctor Fate did not know what to do.

No one does. I have no way to get his memories back. I have to face the fact that maybe I never will. 

For the whole day I have sat on the windowsill of my room, hugging Batpanda to my chest tightly. I have not spoken a word to anybody.

I'm not even crying. Not once has a single tear fallen. Maybe its shock, or perhaps just emptiness.

It was Bruce who tried first, in the morning. He tried to get me to talk to him, but I said nothing. He gave up after half an hour and left.

My next visitors were Daphne and Jaime, who told me about some upcoming mission to do with a villain named Performer.

I liked listening to them talk, but soon enough they were called away for a briefing.

Alfred came and went a few times with food, and though I drank some juice and nibbled on a croissant, he usually left with whatever he had come with before.

Alice and Artemis showed up around lunchtime, but they were, like everyone else, unable to get me to respond to them. What worried them most was that I had not shed a tear at all. It worried me too.

I watched the rain fall down outside by myself for a while. Every piece of future I had ever imagined with him seemed utterly impossible now.

There is nothing. I would rather apply for a one-hundred year mission in another sector than stay here with him not knowing completely what we once had.

Even those thoughts could not prompt me to cry. I continue to sit in on the window in black leggings and a white long-sleeved shirt, staring out at the yard.

I watch jealously as Misty and Tim run across the drenched grass holding hands. She, clearly wearing his jacket. 

The stop and spin around. When she looks up at my window, sees, and gives a weak wave, I do not return it.

Kaldur, Hazel, Valentine, Karen and Mal come in next. Karen comes over behind me and begins plaiting my hair silently, whilst the other four sit down and start talking about the weather.

I barely even pay attention, but I suppose it's good they are trying. Over at the door, Zatana is leaning against that frame. I haven't the strength to even glance at her for more than a millisecond.

When Alfred brings in an afternoon snack of tea and angel cake, they leave. However Kaldur does managed to wedge the teacup in my hand, and seems satisfied before he leaves when I take a sip.

It nearly makes me cry when Sunshine and Wipeout bound in, both holding their leashes in their mouths. They sit down in front of the window, staring at me with their tails wagging.