[Elena's counting the heartbeats as she waits for Abigail. She sits on her bed, feeling numb and hollowed out all the while feeling too full of everything. She's happy. She's scared. She's sad. But she's so elated. It's everything and nothing; too little and too much all at the same time.]
[But the knock comes and she feels her heart skip a beat. She's not ready. There was supposed to be more time. There was always supposed to somehow be more time. Elena cover her mouth again, and squeezes her eyes shut. She's getting a chance to say goodbye and she's not going to blow it. She's going to be strong for Abigail even if it's just one last time.]
[She wipes quickly at her eyes, and stands up. She stops just for a moment to get her smile in place before she lets Abigail in.]
Hey graduate, [she says, pulling Abigail inside and to her.]
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[But the knock comes and she feels her heart skip a beat. She's not ready. There was supposed to be more time. There was always supposed to somehow be more time. Elena cover her mouth again, and squeezes her eyes shut. She's getting a chance to say goodbye and she's not going to blow it. She's going to be strong for Abigail even if it's just one last time.]
[She wipes quickly at her eyes, and stands up. She stops just for a moment to get her smile in place before she lets Abigail in.]
Hey graduate, [she says, pulling Abigail inside and to her.]