It is a relief to be able to hand over the child, and she knows that Katie is well-equipped to handle an infant. Sybil does it all mechanically, still not entirely accepting of what has happened to her in these morning hours.
"I woke because she was crying," she explains, her words slow and measured as she tries to sort her thoughts. This is hard, but she's never looked away from things that are difficult. "But when I went to see what the noise was, something struck me. It was if I remembered all of it, my future after I came here."
She tries to explain. Tom and how she nearly ran away with him. Living in Ireland, being pregnant and returning to Downton. Once she begins the words spill out of her, and she doesn't think she could stop even if she wanted to.
Until she reaches the end. "It was difficult. The last few days and the labour. I... I don't think that I made it through."
In her hand is still that piece of paper, now crumpled and stained from the sweat of her hand. Slowly, she unclutches and holds it out. "It says that I didn't."
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Date: 2015-10-01 12:17 am (UTC)"I woke because she was crying," she explains, her words slow and measured as she tries to sort her thoughts. This is hard, but she's never looked away from things that are difficult. "But when I went to see what the noise was, something struck me. It was if I remembered all of it, my future after I came here."
She tries to explain. Tom and how she nearly ran away with him. Living in Ireland, being pregnant and returning to Downton. Once she begins the words spill out of her, and she doesn't think she could stop even if she wanted to.
Until she reaches the end. "It was difficult. The last few days and the labour. I... I don't think that I made it through."
In her hand is still that piece of paper, now crumpled and stained from the sweat of her hand. Slowly, she unclutches and holds it out. "It says that I didn't."