Broken Antler Fen I wrote you a letter

She looked at Wraen as if she realized she'd just done something terrible, regret and apology and horror mingled.  Did you... like Eljay?  I didn't know, I'm... she trailed off, her ears tipping back.  She'd thought her sister supported them as a pair, but if she'd known, she'd have never...

At least this was a refreshingly new problem to focus on in comparison to the previous.  There wasn't much she could do to fix it, but Maia couldn't think of many things worse than choosing her own happiness and completely steamrolling Wraen's.  Why hadn't she thought to even consider the possibility?  What if every time she talked about him, Wraen was just being nice while secretly hating everything about the conversation?

She waited with an acute sense of dread for what Wraen might say next.