
Samara had rushed home after speaking with Chi at the community center. She was both enraged and in pain. It was one of those times she always felt most like her mother, and she hated that more than anything.
She couldn't show a damn thing, or then Corsalyn would probably say she jinx Honua or something. Her heart was in a rage and tears were already streaming down her eyes as she slithered through her and Gwyn's home.
She went immediately to her room, though her tail strayed out in the hallway, forcing her door to remain open. She flopped on her bed and balled her eyes out, screaming into her pillow and all too glad she'd said no to Gwyn walking her back.
No one needed to see her this way.