The blonde shrunk back, disappearing behind the door frame entirely. It gave room for Mr. Turpin to leave unimpeded. Gabrielle was too afraid and ashamed to go into the bedroom. She was the one who didn't deserve them. Turning away, she left and went to her own room.

The bed was still stained by Marisol, so she just crawled under the bed and curled up. Now that all the excitement was over, the loss of Fleur from their bond began to hit her fully. Being part-Veela, it was a thousand times worse for her. Shaking uncontrollably as the illness swept over her, she needed to be alone in her shame and despair.

Her family had done this to them...and after what she had done today, her family would never take her back...