Sylvia Fenris’ POV ************************************************************************************ I don’t remember the walk back to my dorm. I remember Edwina's hand on my back, Nina cursing Rand's name with words that would have gotten her expelled if a teacher had heard, and Maria saying nothing at all, just sitting close enough that I knew she was there. They took turns bringing me water, tea, and a blanket, as if I had been physically wounded badly, I really felt the humiliation in front of the entire academy. It was as if I should have possessed the power to reverse everything. In a sense, I had been rejected. Public rejection is more than heartbreak. Honestly, it hurts a lot. That’s a mark. An open wound for the world to see. Though the wound will heal, the scar will always be there to remind me of it. By the next morning, half the students wouldn't look me in the eyes, and the other half looked at me with open pity, which was somehow worse for me to endure. Pity mea
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