Marilyn had yet to meet his eyes...and once she heard what he had to say...Well, the blonde was more than glad she hadn't. Shock had registered first...but then hurt...

Lots of hurt.

She told him she was doubting herself and he says this? Marilyn was just trying to be honest with him about how she was feeling...and saying that was what he'd come up with?

There was no doubt that things had shifted in this conversation...drastically. Carter was saying everything she feared he would. The blonde was sure this was just him being polite. If the Slytherin would have been smart, she'd have walked away when Rafe told her...What he'd told her that night.

It was a truly awful thing to care so deeply about someone she felt deep down would never feel the same. *cough* Right...

So, this was how it was going to be...

It had been a while since Marilyn had used any type of emotional mask...but that didn't mean she had lost her touch. She could literally feel all the pain and hurt leaving her face...Only to be locked up, deep down...Much like she shut and sealed off everything else.

He was leaving? No...

"No..." Her tone was...a bit off even to her own ears. Oh well..."You've brought food out and everything else. I'll go." The blonde stood to leave, well aware that she wasn't addressing anything he had said. She needed to seek refuge in her House...Maybe have a good cry...before she begin thinking about this mess.

Truth be told, what the Slytherin really wanted to do was to hurt someone...but she wouldn't. She just wasn't that type of girl anymore.