Author's Note: Companion piece to my story Freefall, Ryn's thoughts as she watches Anakin training.
Disclaimer: Star Wars isn't mine, but Ryn is.
I saw you.
I was young, and uncertain, and awkward, and you were just a little older, so sure of yourself -- at least, sure of your power, your rightness, your ability to fix everything that was broken.
You fixed me.
I don't know how to forgive you for that, for making me whole again, when I knew I was meant to suffer. I knew what it meant to die.
You made me live.
I wasn't ready.
I'm still not.
You made me love you.
And now I can't go back. You changed me, and now I'm not me without you.