There were no tears in her eyes; no remorse.
Just cold eyes, staring, making a decision. To her, it didn't seem like that. It seemed like she was taking action, doing the only thing she could.
She reasoned she would die anyway, what with all the tearing at her her heart.
And so, she took the final step; first the dirty white laces of her shoe, and then her leg up to her knee, disappearing into the darkness.
Finally, she left the world in turmoil behind her, and she was at peace.