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-DariEen crawls over to Mela-

"...Mela?hi...um...youre very gorgeous and you are much better than me at sining and running and...kisiing"

Nothing happens 

"..."

???: I don't think that's what she needs to hear...flattery isn't really the same...why don't you try telling her...why you love her...tell her about your future together...just-please, you have to speak from the heart...you can't just be superficial...

"I love you because you are always there for me...my brother is barely in town and my parents...they...hate me..."

-Darien looks back'

"I'm not good at this.-"

???: ...Mela told me a little about you. You're a songwriter, yes? Think of it as a song... 

"quietly.....Oh my gosh did you call me baby?maybe.we can adopt a baby or is that crazy?...,

Some of the color starts to come back to Mela's cheeks. Darien can see her starting to breath a little. Whatever she's doing right now, it's clear that it's working. 

-Darien gasps and points at Mela frantically-

"...Uh'uh...I wanna make sure you love me the way I love you...every night talking to the moon..."

The blackness around her finger tips start to recede. She's healing, breathing again.