Wanda's gaze dropped to the bottle in her hand. "I lost my brother. We were twins." Lost implied that Wanda knew what happened but right now she didn't. All she knew was that he wasn't here and she needed him.

He wouldn't leave her side for this long, not without a reason. It bothered Wanda but she couldn't put her finger on why. All she felt was the memory of a sharp pain in her chest.

"How do you keep going?"