Ultimately, Reflections of Jessica DrewUltimately, Reflections of Jessica Drew2 years ago in General Fiction
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He was gone. And, just like when she lost him the first time, she hadn't been able to at least help him or be by his side when it happened. The only thing she had left was her damn reflection. Every time she looked into the mirror she saw him. Seconds later after looking, the guilt, the sadness, the pain would all settle in and Jess's knees would buckle. "It'd get easier," they told her, "Some day it will." But that wasn't soon enough for her--she just wanted the ache to go away.
And it did, eventually, until she looked into the mirror again and broke down all over again.
Jessica hadn't gone to the funeral. The first, obvious reason being her looks. Too many questions to answer if someone noticed her. The second Tony had brought up when he offered to escort her along with Aunt May and Gwen. She did consider it, as it might have been a little therapeutic to be able to grief with others who were close to him. She had respectively declined his offer, knowing that it would only