I've decided that it's far enough into the story that I won't have to give two POVs of the same situation so that won't happen two much more. Sorry again for my slowness. I had to rewrite this chapter three times, it was just a tough one and I didn't want to make you guys read anything half baked. I just had to get it just right. So here it is.
I found Bliss soon after I entered the dream world. She looked so beautiful surrounded by the diamond trees, her eyes took on a sparkle all their own. She looked sad, but as she saw me, her face brightened. She just stood there for a minute, in deep concentration. Then, she slowly negan to walk towards me, a smile on her face but pain in her eyes. I asked her what was wrong. Bliss just smiled and said; "It's nothing." I could see how much she was holding back. "It's okay," I said. "You can tell me anything." She burst into tears. I tried to comfort her, but I just didn't know how. I just stood there and watched as Bliss poured her crystal tears into the transparent ivory grass. When she finally calmed down enough to tell me what happened, the whole story just came tumbling out. She told me about how her parents were always fighting, how her mother hit her, how she had never been able to tell anyone before this. I felt my heart breaking for her, this innocent, beautiful girl being tossed about like trash. She deserved better. Bliss just sat there, crying softly. She had kept all this bottled up for so long, and it almost broke her. I wrapped my arms around her, as if trying to shield her from all this pain. Eventually, she had no more tears to cry. She stood up, turned around and wiped the remaining tears out of her eyes. "Sorry." she said. "You have nothing to be sorry for." I replied. I noticed a ring sparkling on her ring finger, and decided that now might be a good time to change the topic to something less painful. I asked her why she wore it. She said, "I wear this ring as a sign of never giving up. It's on my ring finger to make me feel like there's someone out there who loves me. Without it, it just becomes easier to give up on love. Some days, it's what keeps me alive. The idea that there's someone in the world that my death would actually hurt. The idea that my life's not fully complete until I find them. That's why I wear it. So that I remember to keep on breathing." how could she think that she's not already loved? "There has to be someone in the world that loves you. How could there not be? You're the most charming, beautiful girl that I've ever met. And quite honestly, if Marc doesn't make you feel loved, he doesn't deserve you." Bliss' emotions played across her face. Sadness, surprise, confusion. Could it be possible that Bliss had doubts about Marc? Perhaps their relationship wasn't as perfect as it appeared.