She ran, and the music became more distant as she ran. Abrielle kicked off her shoes as her emotions broke loose with tears running down her eyes. She wasn't strong; she was weak-hearted and dumb.
She did her best in such a large crowd and wanted to apologize genuinely but it seemed like she wanted to humiliate Callista.
Abrielle could not get the image of how Callista was trembling. Was her face scary, or was she a monster? Callista was even far stronger than a disadvantaged, talentless noble daughter.
She didn't know in which direction she was running but all she knew was that she needed to get away. Was she overreacting? Yes, she might be, but to be in that situation was just too much for her socially awkward personality.
Their eyes were all saying one thing 'to get lost from here.' The winter breeze blew, and her bare soles froze as she ran in the snow in an unknown direction. Her instincts were to go to the forest and that was what she did.
