She could hear her heart shattering at Nicola's words. Mattie stood, frozen and rigid, hoping that her pain wasn't evident but sure that it was. It--she knew it had been a hard adjustment, one that her parents certainly didn't approve of, one that she knew her sister completely disagreed with, but---Mattie still loved her family very much. She just needed time...time to find herself, to live her life on her own. She'd never really belonged, but it pained her terribly to think that Nicola had been without her.
Her eyes dropped to the floor. Perhaps she should let her sister be. Mattie knew she was seen as an embarrassment, and it would be especially bad in her waitress getup. Maybe she could save her sister some grief by not attempting to help her at all. But---her heart stung at the idea, and knowing that she was the one that had ripped Nicola's dress would drive her mad with even more guilt than she already carried around with her.
"Let me at least take you to the private loo," she offered, gesturing behind her. "I've got a key."
Mattie's lips twisted in concern, hoping that Nicola would at least allow her to do this. Maybe, behind the suggestion, there was the idea that she would get some time to talk to her little sister, but Mattie needed to wait for Nicola to actually agree to follow her before she thought any deeper about the encounter.
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