"Shouldn't someone go after her?" Isabelle asked, glancing toward the doors Adeline had disappeared through. She could not shake the unease settling in her chest.
Layla turned to her friend, understanding the meaning behind her words. Isabelle was perceptive.
She knew how deeply Adeline wrestled with her feelings regarding Cassian. And now, he had ignored her entirely and chosen to stand beside Annora instead. If Alaric ever did something like that, Isabelle would make sure to teach him a lesson.
"I don't think she would like that," Layla finally responded. "She probably needs some time to calm down."
She knew Adeline well. Layla had seen this side of her before—this storm of emotions that burned hot but eventually settled. It reminded her of their academy days. Adeline had been fiery, stubborn, and quick to anger back then.