I followed her to the trees, staying behind the trunk of a large oak tree, just watching her.
She was sat under a willow tree, her namesake. She pulled her knees to her chest, resting her forehead there. Suddenly, a dark tear streaked the material of her dress, pulled over the left knee. Another crisscrossed it, and I turned away, leaving her in privacy with her emotions. I didn't know what she saw in that dream, but it had affected her.
Suddenly, she was at my back, wiping a tear from her nose. "It's okay, Finn. I'm okay." she said, entreating me. " I just remembered someone from so long ago." She bit her lip. " I can't let you go over this." I stepped closer, wary. " Tell me about him. " Her face fell. " We were something of an item, as you say now. He was smart and brave and honest, so honest, almost blunt. We grew up together, matured in each other's worlds. I didn't remember him until now."
She bit back a sigh. " But he's gone. And you're here, all I ever wanted." She stepped foward, and hugged me. Then, a snapping twig made me jump and whirl round. Helena was standing there, a fractured twig piece in each hand. Her blue eyes were stony, and her stance defeated. " Is this our replacement?" she said, sadly. " I knew they'd drive you away in the end. I just never thought my replacement would be so beautiful. " Then, she ran away, hurling the twigs deep into the undergrowth.