She wasn't the most expressive child growing up.
Her father wasn't exactly the kind of man who spent a lot of time with his children, so she was obviously never really close to him.
Ezra, the eldest of their siblings, used to tease her about her hair color. Calliope, her sister, would join him whenever she got the chance
Tristan, for the most part, didn't care about anything. He was the type of kid who did things for attention.
Thalia never figured out how to interact with either of them. So she would just glare. But that only made them laugh harder.
She hated them. All of them. She would look at her cousins and wish she was a part of their families, had them as her blood brothers and sisters.
But… Samael was different.
Samael was sweet.
Samael was kind, and his smile always seemed to make her want to smile in return.
Samael never teased her about her hair. Samael never laughed when she stumbled over her words or ignored her when she went quiet during family gatherings.
