Northstar Vale choke this love 'til the vein starts to shiver

It was impossible to meet his eyes with her own and pretend to be okay—steeling her nerves and feigning contentment was near impossible in this moment, despite the years experience she had doing so. So she allowed him to pull her to his chest—not just for the comfort it presented her, with his scent and warmth enveloping her, but this way, she could not feel as shamed that she could not look to him now. Not when shame wracked her completely.

She was not done questioning him—ignoring his own curiosity for the moment. Unable to respond. “What triggered your episode?” Her voice was barely above a whisper—she had an idea. Tamar had told her. Had she caused this, as well?