Apparently, there was a lot going on in Brightstar that she hadn't known about. Would it have affected her decision to take the job? Absolutely not. But still, Rory would have loved to have been privy to all the shit that was going around. Maybe it would have prepared her for, well, everything. Maybe she would have been able to come in and be more helpful. Rory hated not being able to find something to do to help. Sure, she helped the animals, but the people here were just as important. Without them, there was a good chance this whole place - and the animals with it—would have been in dire straights a long time ago.
On top of all that was this whole Veela thing that had come out.
Was she somehow partially responsible for Finn's marriage to the No-Maj? Was she partially responsible for a lot of the crap that happened in Vegas? Not just Finn's marriage, but all those other ones too? Her research had turned up nothing. The book in front of her had turned up nothing. Just more of the same bullshit that was more wrong than it was right. Just more frustration and ignorance and... anger.
While she didn't know him as well as she'd like, this mess with Thorne was irritating as well. Laura's marriage to Ethan had made him family. If you couldn't help family, what good were you? Even if they had gotten themselves into their own messes. She'd been taught early on that family was supposed to be there for family. No matter what.
She'd bottled everything she was feeling about, well, everything in an effort to help Laura when she got upset about the Veela thing. She'd reassured her that everything was going to be okay. That she was okay. That nothing was going to happen to the two of them or the Proudfeet. Rory intended to keep that promise, but she couldn't do it when things like this were happening.
Damn it.
She'd been sitting at her desk, slowly descending into her breakdown and refusing to acknowledge it. One of these books had to have something. It had to. There had to be things that someone knew that others didn't. Why hadn't she found it yet?
Maybe the next book would have something.
Grabbing it from her stack, she opened it up and began reading. It didn't take long for her to realize this book was just as useless as the others. In a fit of frustration, her irises shot red and she chucked it as hard as she could. Glass broke, and in the wake of her anger, her magic took hold and more glass broke around her.
Every piece of glassware that was currently in Aurora Brynn's office shattered as she sat at her desk, head in her hands, and just gave in to her bottled up anger and the resentment she felt about her heritage for the first time in her life. Unfortunately, with that resentment came the guilt. Add to that the frustration she was feeling and Rory was sure she could drive an Empath crazy at the moment.
She knew the sound of that much glass shattering would probably attract attention from somewhere, but right now she just... she didn't give a flying fuck. She just hoped if someone happened to come in before she regained control that they didn't go running their mouths to Laura. Her sister didn't need to worry about her on top of everything else. She'd gone to great lengths to keep that from happening. She just had a little slip...