I’d gone back and forth through a range of emotions in the first few moments of Valen’s departure.
Sadness. As much as I hadn’t wanted to, I had harbored some hope that against all odds, Valen would have believed me even if no one else had, but it had been clear by his parting words how he felt about the matter. It wasn’t as if it had been the first time his actions had hurt my feelings, but this one had surprisingly cut deeper than the rest.
Guilt. Maybe if I hadn't been so worried about him putting distance between us when I told him about his sister, we could have at least avoided her disappearance. Erik would still be Erik, and we would have to track him down and find out what he was after. But at least Bethany would be safe. So, his anger with my role in his sister’s disappearance wouldn't be completely unjustified.