[Sara's PoV]
I sit with my back pressed against the wall, my knees curled up to my chest. I have my arms folded on top of my legs, my face buried in the tan fabric of my sleeves.

I feel my shoulders heave as I sob, sorrow from years of anger and sadness flowing out and pooling with my remorse over everything. I nuzzle my nose into the crook of my elbow, trying to find some comfort.

"Sara, he'll be okay," Eren says from beside me. He's still kneeling, at eye level with me.

I cry out again, my shoulders shaking. Why didn't he tell me that I was like Isabel?! He should've done it before he got beaten; how did it even happen?!

I feel my mind falling into the same cycle as before. Why? The answer only raised more questions, and soon, my brain would be swimming in the inquiries.

I tried to stop myself from crying, but that made it worse. As my shoulders shook with cries of fear and sorrow, Eren tried to wrap his arms around me.

"Please, just leave me alone. I need to be by myself," I whispered, scooting away a few inches. I wiped my face clear of tears, standing. "I'm sorry, but I want to be alone right now."

I start trudging to my room, which I'm glad is close. I start worrying that I'm overreacting, but the dark side of my mind powers over my good side. I admire Levi, and he said I was like his younger sister.

"Like Isabel," I whisper to myself as I close my door and fall against it. I slide down it, burying my face in my hands.

After a moment of wallowing in self-pity, I drag myself up and get my dad's jacket, which I had thrown on my bed after I changed out of it.

"I wish you were still alive," I murmur, burying my face in the warm fabric. I drop it around my shoulders, practically feeling my dad's arms around me.

I bury my face in my hands again, crying into them. Why does everyone I love get taken away?! And it's even worse in my dreams.

Even with the extra jacket on, I feel cold growing inside me. My parents, Kris, and now maybe even Levi, humanity's strongest godd*mn soldier.