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Marco watched as the vet left, slipping hi AirPods in and blasting Zach Top as he got chores done. |
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Once home, Liliana completely shut down. She did her usual chores and cooked, but she didn't ride, barely spoke. She was that empty inside. |
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Marco didn't even notice her pull up, muttering the songs under his breath as he fed the horses. |
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She had a hole in the field, and buried the stallion, ignoring all of the other horses. |
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Marco stopped short as he saw the hole she dug, impressed she got done so quick. "Huh, badass." He murmured, returning back to work. |
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That night, she made dinner, but stayed in her room, door locked, ignoring everything. She left a one-star on the vet's clinic page, as it wasn't HER vet, but she didn't post any comments. |
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Marco ate dinner and remembered about a flask, downing the thing before slipping under the covers and passing out. |
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The next morning, several horses nudged her, but Liliana completely ignored them. She just did her usual work, and turned them out, but no riding, no pets, no affection. |
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"Morning' lovlies," He noted when he walked in, working most of them well that day. |
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Liliana barely glanced at him. Her mind knew it wasn't his fault her stallion was euthanized, but her heart was shattered, and that caused her to be different. |
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Steady Rain all Day
