She knew she had to confront them for everything they had done. For the lies they had told her over the years they had known her. For the things they had done to those she cared about. And yet…how to do this to the people who had raised her? Or was their love a lie too? She didn’t know. So she sat, listening to the wind whistle, singing of a troubled past that she didn’t know how to face.
Wall of Emotion

Sounds like she may have more story to tell..?
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