"I love him... Noah, I mean. For a long time now... It's not like I just slept with him to sleep with him."
Risalda seemed to shut down in that moment. "I.. wh-what?" She swallowed a lump in her throat, tightening her grip on her arms. She seemed to think about Luke, and that steamy night.
The biggest mistake she'd made in her life. "I.. I don't know.. what we're talking about.. but.. I'm sure you will be happy..." She snapped her mouth shut, feeling horribly guilty, and feeling her emotions wanting to rise to the surface, but with each blink she forced them back. "With him."
"I.. I'm trying to help you... you.. " She stuttered, becoming horribly guilty, and awkward socially. "I.. don't need this from you." She sighed, letting a tear escape. "I know I screwed up his life, how do you think I felt?" She bit her lip, examining the mother with her child. "How do you think I felt afterwards? When I realized my life was a fucking trainwreck. Noah left me.. and I was alone. I'm still alone, goddamnit." She snapped, and turned her back on Evanne.
"I've been nice. I've tried. I tried.. so hard... but you people are freaking impossible." She muttered, biting her lip, and sitting on the ground, opposite of Evanne, covering her face.
"I can't believe you." She whispered, more to herself, silently mourning her old life with Noah. The happiness she used to have, until she went and fucked it over.