grey clouds covering the sun

"No I guess Paris is not a good place for a child. And fresh air is always good." Cecilia commented quietly on Eli's suggestion and sat watching his facial expression as he talked wondering why he had left their home, if it could be called that, in the first place. As a child I had seemed nothing was wrong with they was they had been raised but now everything justseed screwed up. She looked down at her hand that rested on her stumic and wondered what she had done so horribly wrong to deserve the life she lived.
When she looked back up Elijah was standing before her and she blinked back a few tears as he placed his hands on her shoulders and a kiss on her forehead. [i]we will fix this, [\i] he said and she nodded.