His reaction. Made her angry. It was the only way she could think of it. And she almost reacted irrationally. In fact, how she stopped herself, she didn't know.
Pulling her hands over her face, she thought about crying too. Like that might help. Except it wouldn't, of course. It didn't help when she discovered Cyrus was back. It didn't help when she'd locked herself away for those two weeks in hopes of hiding. And just when she thought she was finally getting somewhere, Sonny had to come back too.
Like it was some divine punishment. Had she been such a bad person? Was it because she was just finally starting to warm up to the idea of Marie? But that couldn't have been it too much because in all honesty, Voile wasn't very open with the Wartortle. She could have been his girlfriend in practise even if they didn't say it, but she certainly held him at arm's length.
"I had assumed you would say that," she managed to utter after too many moments of silence. "I don't know why I thought saying anything to you would help. All you can do is stand there and either berate yourself for leaving or despise me for not waiting a year for you to come back."
I didn't know you'd come back. I thought you were just going to leave me. I expected you to. It hurt so much less just to assume you'd go without a word to me.
"And neither are fair to you nor me." She sighed with a great reluctance, "I have no right to make this request of you, but please don't talk to Marie about this yet. He didn't do anything wrong. He wasn't rude to me or mean, or cruel. He and I don't talk about anything between us, because we both were thinking of you. What he really thinks of me, I don't know at all. I know he likes me and I know he cares and worries about me. Do I think he loves me? No. Probably not."
Her head tipped, "Do I love him?" That was probably what Sonny really wanted to know. "Not the way that I love you. I loved him as a friend. I love all of my friends. But I'm not... in love with him." Because the only person she'd ever felt she was 'in love' with was Sonny.
CLEARLY YOU KNOW WHAT YOU MUST DO.
Pulling her hands over her face, she thought about crying too. Like that might help. Except it wouldn't, of course. It didn't help when she discovered Cyrus was back. It didn't help when she'd locked herself away for those two weeks in hopes of hiding. And just when she thought she was finally getting somewhere, Sonny had to come back too.
Like it was some divine punishment. Had she been such a bad person? Was it because she was just finally starting to warm up to the idea of Marie? But that couldn't have been it too much because in all honesty, Voile wasn't very open with the Wartortle. She could have been his girlfriend in practise even if they didn't say it, but she certainly held him at arm's length.
"I had assumed you would say that," she managed to utter after too many moments of silence. "I don't know why I thought saying anything to you would help. All you can do is stand there and either berate yourself for leaving or despise me for not waiting a year for you to come back."
I didn't know you'd come back. I thought you were just going to leave me. I expected you to. It hurt so much less just to assume you'd go without a word to me.
"And neither are fair to you nor me." She sighed with a great reluctance, "I have no right to make this request of you, but please don't talk to Marie about this yet. He didn't do anything wrong. He wasn't rude to me or mean, or cruel. He and I don't talk about anything between us, because we both were thinking of you. What he really thinks of me, I don't know at all. I know he likes me and I know he cares and worries about me. Do I think he loves me? No. Probably not."
Her head tipped, "Do I love him?" That was probably what Sonny really wanted to know. "Not the way that I love you. I loved him as a friend. I love all of my friends. But I'm not... in love with him." Because the only person she'd ever felt she was 'in love' with was Sonny.