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Friend. Auntie. Sister. From that moment she would be nothing more.

The silence hung over them, speckled with the stars above. It leaned heavily on her chest, at odds with the loud crescendo of her thoughts. I glad too.

She needed to be someone that Teya could speak with, someone who could listen and understand and not bitterly resent the way things turned out. Bridget wanted to be there for her, for Sorana, for Brecheliant. She needed to speak to Reyes.

I don't know Reyes very well. But I'm going to try and fix that. She said finally, feeling that she needed to in order to lock herself into doing so. She would have to apologize, she knew - and the flare of indignation reared at the very thought of it. He should have respected what we had. But he was Sorana's father and Teya's mate. You need to respect that too.