the last time felicity saw her daughter, mia was three years old. the whole thing felt like years, but she'd been gone from the city for a week, and now her daughter's here? they've taken some of her biggest friends and allies and this is what they're bringing her instead? is this what they think is going to make up for what they've done? seeing her daughter subjected to... everything she's been through?]
No. Mia, no.
[felicity feels the tears well up in her eyes, wanting to deny what is so obvious now that it's been said, even as she walks around the kitchen island to practically yank the young woman into her arms.]
Oh, Mia, I'm so sorry.
[for leaving her there(?), for having her here, for not recognizing her, for hugging her so tightly... and more.]
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the last time felicity saw her daughter, mia was three years old. the whole thing felt like years, but she'd been gone from the city for a week, and now her daughter's here? they've taken some of her biggest friends and allies and this is what they're bringing her instead? is this what they think is going to make up for what they've done? seeing her daughter subjected to... everything she's been through?]
No. Mia, no.
[felicity feels the tears well up in her eyes, wanting to deny what is so obvious now that it's been said, even as she walks around the kitchen island to practically yank the young woman into her arms.]
Oh, Mia, I'm so sorry.
[for leaving her there(?), for having her here, for not recognizing her, for hugging her so tightly... and more.]