There weren't many people in the world who could stop Susan's temper once it flared up. She was a stubborn witch, hardened by tragedy and loss. It wasn't uncommon for those who didn't know her to think her a bitch and Susan never paid much attention to them. She was cold and angry because she had reason to be. She was bitter because the world was a tragic place. Seamus had been something good in her life. He'd been happiness and love and joy and there was a time when Susan thought that maybe there was some good in the world for her after all. But there wasn't. It had ended and broke her heart and she wasn't ready to scoop up the pieces and spell them back together again. Not when the bitterness was still so strong she could taste it as she spoke.
Her temper faded quickly and in its place came disbelief with just a sprinkling of heartache.
"You miss me? You miss me!? Seamus you left me. You stormed out of our home and you left me without a single word for two years. Am I supposed to think that was a sign of affection? You broke my heart, Fin. I was left alone and thought you were going to come back. I wanted you to come back, but now it's too late, okay? I don't owe you anything now."
Susan blinked quickly, trying to keep herself from crying. She wasn't going to cry in front of him. No, Susan wasn't going to let Seamus see her weak and vulnerable. "You don't get to miss me because I was here missing you the whole time you were gone and then, just like that, just when I think for a moment that I could be happy with someone else you came and ruined that for me. I'm not dating anyone, you idiot."