Ankyra Sound Marigold

The anger she expected never came; instead, a quiet tension that sent shivers down her spine. Reverie didn't understand what he meant — but he thought it was her own fault, that much was clear. They had only just reunited and it felt very new but she was hurt all the same. She could still recall some depth of feeling for Riordan, some kind of familiarity, and it seemed unfair and unexpected that he would blame her for her own sickness.
The only thing that soothed her was the nagging feeling that there must be some kind of explanation. He left her with another promise, and surely that meant something. All of it meant something, it had to, but trying to think about it now made her head spin. Reverie stared after him for awhile after he went.
Eventually she returned to Everett weakened, tired, raw from emotion. She didn't tell him about Riordan.