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teya wanted to shove bridget away; anger sprang hot and irrational under her breastbone. that she recognized it as illogical did not stop it from happening. she lay her chin across her paws instead, silently commanding her body to untense. bridget had always been blunt and this would change nothing about how she interacted.
she didn't want to cry any more but the tears continued to come, albeit quietly now.
"i just sad," she said hoarsely. "i not even know if he want to ... do this with me."
the raven looked down at sleeping little sorana. she deserved more than this.
teya was exhausted. she wanted to sleep for a thousand years. 
maybe she should have waited for bridget. the thought collided with her love for reyes and her shoulders shook with a single silent sob.