She would leave, Persephone had said.
And go where? Then again, perhaps that was it. That was where the feeling of being less than might have originated from.
From the fear that her word mattered less in our conversations? Or was it simply because she was human like his mother suggested?
It could have been all of those things combined as they did not seem mutually exclusive.
But whatever the case might have been, Silas was once again left with a lump in his throat about how to address the issue with her.
He hoped that by then, Arabella knew he meant no harm and that everything he said and did was in their, mostly her, best interest.
There was this side of him that fought every other fiber in his being, refusing to cave or accept any outside input or change, egging him on to believe there was no reason for him to even think that he was in the wrong.
In the end, it was true, Arabella could not protect herself on her own, could she?
