{ ❅ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ———

          it was as if she was peering into a mirror, the reflection
          so strikingly similar. could she  aid  in  helping  another
          victim   of   overwhelming   trepidation   when  she  too
          remained as its reluctant prisoner ?   could this woman
          benefit from her own continuous war ?  

                                               … what would Anna do ?

          in an instant, a pallid limb extended, hand resting gently
          over rebekah’s, irises  brimming  with  compassion,  her
          support unyielding & iron-clad.

                                                              ❝ … you’re not alone. ❞