"Why do you look like that? What happened back there?"
"Nothing," She says, the look in her eyes blank. I can't remember the last time she gave me that look.
"Regina..." I grab her arm and pull her back "Talk to me"
"Let go of me"
I do but only because I don't want to irritate her further. The tone of her voice indicates I won't anything out of her right now. One moment she was ready to fight me over a bar of chocolate and the next she's back to her old self. When she left, I thought Ophelia's words must have hurt her somehow but now, I'm not so sure. The blank look she's been wearing for the past ten years is back. It's as if she's gone back to mourning him and feeling guilty.
"We'll leave in a while. You can leave your clothes here if you don't feel like packing" She walks past
