Dragoncrest Cliffs Traveling the line of this vertigo

Her apology was met with bitter words, which made Wildfire shrug listlessly and flatten her ears, her insides wrenching. She didn't catch her mate's worried glance, as she was too busy hiding her own gaze. She swallowed thickly and nodded, trying to sort through her thoughts and feelings. She hadn't thought she could make matters even worse, yet here she was, making Thuringwethil bona fide angry with her. Wildfire couldn't and didn't blame her, though it would've been a lie to say it didn't intensify the urge to crawl into some corner to die.

"What—" she began after a weighty moment, her voice cracking, "what should I do then? I just feel like—" Her voice halted again and she had to draw in a breath, then let it out again. It was shaky. "I'm doing everything wrong. I didn't know I'd be so terrible or I never would've done it, or dragged you into it." Her lips trembled a little as she repeated her earlier, "I'm sorry."