I don't want to talk about it, just want to fall to pieces

She could see him cringe as he heard her voice and Bowen frowned hard. What had she ever done to him to make him feel this way about her? They had been friends before she'd been taken. There had never been any issues or hard feelings, so what was this all about? He finally turned to face her, but was unable to actually face her. His gaze remained low and his smile was false. Well if that didn't make her feel like absolute garbage...

Emile greeted her and Bowen frowned. She didn't know what had happened to him while she was away, but she didn't want to make either of them any more uncomfortable than they already were. It was clear that he would have been fine not speaking with her. He would get his wish.

Without another word, the copper and ivory fae turned and walked off. His disinterest in her and the lack of genuine emotion hurt. They weren't children anymore, yet his reaction to her had been incredibly childish. She was over it. There were many other wolves who would be happy to spend time with her, so she would seek them out instead. Haiku was waiting upstairs for her right now. Artorias would drop everything that he was doing to give her love and affection. She didn't need this, whatever it was.

"Bowen"