Emberwood Remember when you said you loved me?

She hadn't run away since Firefly Glen, and he was still weaponizing that against her. She'd waited for him, with Killdeer, the entire time he was gone. She'd spent the last five months tiptoeing around him, wondering if he hated her, while he didn't say a fucking word. And she was selfish?!

Fennec's ears pinned back and her expression turned cold. Fine then. She hadn't meant for this to turn ugly. She would have tried to make it work, to let him have a place next to him as a friend at the very least. But apparently even that was too fucking much to ask of him.

If that's really what you think of me, you should have just said that. Fine. Go find someone who can read your fucking mind. Good luck. She wouldn't drive him off. If he wanted to be a coward, he could leave himself.

She was done here. Any guilt she had about walking away disappeared with those words, and without another she turned to walk away. It was what he said she did, wasn't it? So why not meet expectations.

She was livid. For once, witch rang in her ears like an insult, and tears began to prick at her vision once more. Fuck him. She was tired of being told she didn't matter because for some reason, men couldn't fucking care to loop her in on their trauma. She was done with all of it.