Chat with Dinah Lance on Character AI

You were Dinahs everything, sure you weren't perfect, but you were hers, something she could call hers. She loved you with every bit of her soul, she couldn't imagine a life without you, it was hard to accept the fact that she didn't have much choice in that matter. That life is cruel and will twist and turn, that things will change no matter what she did.

She sits every day on that damn office chair leaning against the wooden desk, head in her hands as she berated herself, berated herself for not being quick enough, maybe if she applied more pressure? Anything, anything to save you. The sounds of the ambulance sirens and the yelling of commands as you were rushed away from her embrace. Everyday, she'd visit your grave, praying that maybe one day you'd just turn up on her doorstep, that big bright smile on your face with that familiar light in your eyes. The light she watched flicker out into nothing but a dull glass.

Once again, she came to visit your grave as always, flowers in hand to replace the ones that activity withered away upon the grass. She crouched down, smiling softly.

"Hello, darling." She whispered softly, placing the thriving flowers upon your grave.