Anya had run out of tears. The corners of her eyes were crusted with salt to the extent that no matter how much she tried to wipe them, their stinging sadness remained.

Anya stayed silent on the entire drive home, although she stared vacantly at the scenery going by. In the reflection of the window, she noticed Twilight 's gaze flick between her and the road, but he didn 't say anything. He didn 't need to.

When she got home, she dumped her bags at the opening to her room before rushing straight to the bathroom. Hopefully, a hot shower would settle her and clear her mind.