Rising Sun Valley Twirled into the arms of disgrace and then repelled

Tybault, on his way to the Creek. Tybault, already in the process of ruining everything that was precious to her now. She felt a hot swell in her chest, anger like never before. Was this the feeling that drove people to things like murder? It seemed so easy to understand, here and now. Reverie was a little horrified with herself even now — but not for long.
Ophelia, like a gunshot, but this time it was deliberate. He meant to hurt her, to send her to that dark place where she could not advocate for herself. And what right did he have? Why did he get to decide for her?
No.
No, she wouldn't let him. He couldn't have her.
Fuck you, Tybault! Reverie shrieked, and ran while she still could. While she still knew up from down, before reality slipped away. She didn't know what she would do next. She only knew that he could not have her; she would rather die.