She leaned into the hug, sniffling a bit as the tears fell. "I'm so angry," she sobbed through gritted teeth. "This isn't fair. I never get a choice." Cathal was strong and sturdy and he smelled good (not relevant right now) but she kind of wanted to throw herself at something and scream and punch until the feelings abated. "Everything keeps happening to me. I want to- to be able to own my own life-"