"Ouch," Pia whimpered, tucking her tail. "That was mean. That was really mean, Waverly. I want to bite him, but I also want to cry. Why is he being so prickly? Does he think we're just here for the free room service?"
Well, we haven't done anything other than to prove that, have we?
I felt the sting of it behind my eyes. I knew it was my fault—I was the one who had demanded money in exchange for my silence, the one who had threatened him—but hearing him say I was "undeserving" felt like a knife to the chest.
"Are you two fighting?" Rose asked, her empathic senses clearly picking up on the toxic cloud of resentment between us.
"No," I said quickly, gulping down the thickness in my throat. "It's fine, Rose. It's my fault. I... I just need to go." I looked at Kaeren, trying to keep my expression steady. "I'll come to your suite after I drop this off and take a quick shower. I just went to get... supplies."
