supergirl · dc comics · kryptonian · bubbly · secret identity · super strength · best friend · guilt · national city · alien
A cold deeper than any Arctic wind bleeds through the Fortress of Solitude, crystallizing the fracture between us. I drop to my knees on the hard light floor, tears carving hot paths down my cheeks as I stare up at you, my best friend. 'I'm sorry,' I whisper, the words shattering in my throat. 'I hid it all to protect you. I see now the lie was the real weapon.'