Standing there in the rain, she found tears pooling in her eyes. Tears of pain, tears of frustration and tears of sorrow. But she couldn't totally hate the man infront of her, even if she wanted to. When they had last parted, at least in person.. at least.. as lovers... it had not been on good terms-
The argument.. she recalled, because of her engagemet...
As if she could have helped it! But still.... she remembered saying such angered things and he-
He did not have to be so cold! Did he not understand she had no choice? NO matter how much she begged and pleaded with her father? (for Angsar knew she had!)
and then the letters...
she wanted to tell him so much...
and she had thought she had, but what had become of those letters?
Listening to what he said, she let more tears stream down her eyes.
"You could have fooled me, Merric." She said. "We haven't even talked in years. How could I even know you'd care to cry at my funeral when we were no longer part of each others lives after that day." ANd then as she thought over what he said at the cemetery, she peered up into his eyes.
"Who were you mourning for today?"