Angelina pressed against Oliver. "I don't think independent is the word, Oliver. I think, deep down, I guess I must have known - what Fred had told me was right." Ang sighed and lifted her body off of Oliver. "I did look everywhere. He's been gone since Christmas, basically. I've been looking since then." It had only been recently that Angelina actually reached out, but she hated doing it. For the longest time Angelina hadn't wanted to reach out, she was to suppress it and pretend it was all in her imagination.
"Well, if you get past George and my magic missing, I'm doing alright. I reckon no one in my situation would be completely fine. I'm doing well when you think of it that way, at least."