Well that wasn't fair, using her own child as a weapon. Odette missed Anna and Terry terribly, but seeing as she wasn't ready to face Noah yet and her parents had just given them away to him when he came calling... it made seeing them difficult. A part of her was angry at herself for letting escalate this far, but another, louder part told her that as long as she refused to speak with Noah, not seeing her children was her punishment. She deserved it, even though in actuality Noah deserved it the most--- Odette pushed her face into her knees for a few seconds, breathing deeply before responding.
She rose her head before speaking. "Of course she was," Odette finally asserted, as if what had been stated was obvious. It was because Anna was her daughter, and therefore amazing at everything and anything she wanted to be, but. A deep pang filled her chest as she thought of not having brought Anna to dance (which she always did!), and Odette moved to cover her face again. She really--- did not want to do this--- now.
This would not be easy for Estella. She loved her friend to death, and she appreciated her obvious care and concern for her.... but she was not in the mood, and now was not the time. So, holding in her bubbling emotions, Odette held her tongue and returned her chin to her knees. Looking forward, she prepared herself for an as little exchange between them as possible.
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