She breaks down, unable to control her emotions any longer.

Morgan realized with a start that not all of the moisture streaming down her face was from the shower. She stared up at her own reflection, and like a dam bursting her emotions flooded over her. She was trapped, with no escape, and her sister had been taken from her. This was no nightmare, this was reality, and she she realized that she was helpless to do anything about it. She heard sobbing, and a few moments later she realized that it was her own.

Leaning back on the wall of the shower, Morgan slid down to the floor, sobbing as she went. She wrapped her arms around her knees, hugging them to her chest as she wept. She realized that it was hopeless, that there was nothing left for her to do but wait for whatever twisted fate was in store for her. She sat on the tiles, letting the water wash away her tears while drowning out the sound of her sobs.