She was genuinely happy and her peace of mind was evident in how she carried herself- such lightness to her steps. Alice mentioned it in the passing once, about Tina and Angie. She said that maybe some things didn’t need to be relived. Bette was a different person now, whether they liked it or not. Maybe her knowing about long messy love affair with Tina would only weigh her down. But, it wasn’t something the girls could just decide for Bette. Kit knew that now and she was going to talk to her sister about it…

“I’ll see you tomorrow- with Angie,” Shane frowned. There seemed to be another conversation going on between Kit and Tina but didn’t push to know.

“Let me just get a sweater…” Kit left them there. Shane shifted nervously on her other foot. She hasn’t been talking to Tina very much since the incident. It appears that the whole gang has been boycotting Tina. Well, maybe not Kit after all…

 “So, how are you?” The brunette finally decided to look directly into her hazel eyes. Eyes that had held so much love for Bette, for the girls, and now she wasn’t so sure about that anymore…

“I’m fine. How is your new job coming along?” Tina asked her with genuine interest.

“It’s going great…” Shane just didn’t have it in her to elaborate further. For someone whom she talked so freely about landing strips, gaydar, and crotch terminology, they sure are running low on topic now. Fortunately for them, Kit arrived just in time to break the-would be awkward silence. Kit turned to kiss Tina on the cheeks and together they left, heading to two separate directions.

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“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make happy…” Sob followed by a deep breath. Tears flowed down her cheeks as locks of stray blonde hair got wet and stuck to her face.

…

“You never know, dear, how much I love you. So, please don’t take my sunshine away…”

Alice hummed the song very softly and let her tears cover her cheeks while staring at Bette’s peaceful features. She was looking at her beautiful friend asleep in front of her but thought of another brunette she loved deeply. The pain was still there, fresh and raw, as if it would never close. Never heal, no matter how much time has washed over the wounds. Alice could only sob at the memory of losing Dana. Sometimes, just sometimes, she could’ve sworn that she still hears Dana talking to her. She told herself that it was normal and rationalized that it’s because they’ve spent so much time together that it sticks. Her memory lives on, in Alice. This comforted the broken-hearted blonde immensely.