>>18299878Andi Kestrel wakes up cringing and shuddering for some reason. She has a brief, fleeting feeling like she wants to cry, or maybe like she just finished crying, but it fades away quickly.
The lingering pain she's feeling is minimal compared to the terrible feeling that, once again, she has disappointed someone who went out on a limb to try to help her. Her mind replays the bitter ending of the tag team match again, and Lillith's stiff sense of disappointment in her after she'd failed to break up the pin.
Was this how it was, again?
Would Lillith be the next person to realize that Andi was just a failure who couldn't be counted on, that she was just a failure that Lillith would be better off not to have in her life?
Andi looks at the window. It is just before dawn. Her head still aches, but physically she feels better today, having been all but bedridden the past few days thanks to Cassie Kade's Kade Crusher on the steel chair. She sits up, and this morning she's not greeted by a wave of nausea, but instead by hunger. Full of pain and nausea, she's eaten little the past few days, and now it's all coming back to her.
The hunger gives her an idea.
