Vivian never goes back. There's no need, really. All of her “relatives” from the Prime Material Plane are non-existent, or not her relatives. There's nothing for here back there, either.
This thought doesn't depress her. It's simply a fact of her life. Which, admittedly, has gotten exponentially crazier as time has gone on. Fake memories or not.
I really liked today's prompt: "Why didn't you go back?" So I have another one written for Clockwork :) Posted here
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