-Madeleine-
“Wait, so, you’re telling me she threw a bottle at you because, what… Father couldn’t stand her anymore?” Kate asked, her small smile betraying her amusement.
She had been pacing the room where I was being treated. The pack’s doctor, Rider, was seated in front of me, carefully removing a small piece of glass embedded in my skin. Although he worked with precision, the process still stung as he used tweezers to extract the shard.
“Don’t smile, Kate,” I said. “It’s sad.”
“You feel bad for her?” she inquired.
I wanted to shake my head, but realized I couldn’t without disrupting Rider’s work. I stopped myself just in time.
“No. Not really. I just… It’s sad. She’s so miserable, and it’s hard to watch.”
“She was the one who threw a bottle at you over nothing!” Kate exclaimed, h
