Seivarden was quickly out of the door, not even bothering to see if Summer was following. Her face was burning, her heart was beating, and then there was this feeling of shame over something she had no idea why she had done in the first place.
It made no sense. Her instinct was to blame Summer, but even she knew that would only make things worse.
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It made no sense. Her instinct was to blame Summer, but even she knew that would only make things worse.