Penelo bit her lip, and traced a finger around the table. "It was really my fault. I told him I don't trust Gabranth, and from there... we both said some horrible things." If she could, she'd take back the topic, but it was too late for that. Then again, Larsa had called her ill-mannered. Just remembering that was enough to fire her up enough for a spark to light her blue eyes. She did mean what she said about not apologizing for not trusting him.
Her delicate shoulders shrugged, as the irritation fled as quickly as it had flared up. "Final, about us. Our friendship." And whatever it was I thought we were growing. She swallowed hard and looked away. "He doesn't want to have anything to do with me anymore."
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Date: 2010-01-06 03:13 am (UTC)Her delicate shoulders shrugged, as the irritation fled as quickly as it had flared up. "Final, about us. Our friendship." And whatever it was I thought we were growing. She swallowed hard and looked away. "He doesn't want to have anything to do with me anymore."