Tatum almost recoiled a bit as Sera scooted closer still, all of the physical closeness and serious words weren't exactly their usual territory, but she merely stayed rigidly still on the floor instead, staring down at her lap. "I just thought-- I didn't think you'd care, I j-just.. if I could just not a-act on it, if I could just n-not think about it and push it aside, but it's not.. dad is an idiot, h-he's a fucking idiot. It's not a c-choice! It's never b-been a choice," she explained hurriedly, raking a hand through her hair.

"I j-just wanted to explain myself, I thought he'd.. we're his kids, h-he's not supposed to be like this. I thought if I e-explained that I tried, like r-really hard, but I just couldn't.. I thought he'd understand, but h-he just didn't care. He wouldn't even listen he just.."

She trailed off, chewing her lip anxiously, her ears still waiting to pick up any sounds around them. She didn't want to be interrupted yet. "He h-hates me, I think. He made me g-get out of the car and I just.. w-well, I apparated home, but if I hadn't been able," she trailed off again, not really needing to say it. If she hadn't been able, she'd still be stuck out there somewhere. "Lucky I'm eighteen, huh?" she sighed. "I'm an adult, and I.. he d-doesn't think I'm m-making a very adult decision. But he's w-wrong, like I can't d-do this anymore. I'd rather go than n-not be me, than not.. b-be with Mack. I guess."

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