Beauty & The Who Cares...

That was the choice I made, by myself.

But it wasn’t just my power. Without realizing, I didn’t have to go to the bathroom to hide my anxiousness. I didn’t have to practice smiling in the mirror or read the dictionary for more words to express myself. He helped me forget what I wanted to forget. He helped me grow. And two years later, he said something that made me sob uncontrollably.

— You’ve gotten a lot better; don’t you think?

I didn’t realize it. But when I look at a mirror, I’m already comfortable with my own face. Comfortable with speaking, without thinking. Like a lot of things I learned, I didn’t know it was possibly to cry out of happiness. And, in his arms, I learned something else. I never knew…

I never knew someone could hold me, so gently.”

That was Sasha Ayunda, the one covered in ashes.

Returning to the present, after the destruction of the Bookstore Dimension. Limbo had a patient smile. And while he spoke with Teacher, Epicenter went over her emotions.