It was all Aira could do not to lash out in anger. It was all she could do to sit there and listen to her mum wail over trash that she had personally disposed of.
It was all she could do not to yell about it being her fault that her brother and father were dead—since, for all she knew, she led the vampires straight to them.
But still, Aira decided not to jump to conclusions. Who would knowingly set vampires on their family? she thought to herself even as she let out a breath she hadn't realized she had been holding.
"How did you know to leave with Liora?" Aira asked, doing her best not to seem as aggressive as she actually felt.
"How did you know to leave at all?" Aira asked, burying the anger she felt at not being considered loved enough to be taken.
"What? Oh…" her mother gasped even as she continued to silently cry, using the back of her hands to wipe her face.
