“It happened over the summer,” she blurted out, then glanced around to make sure nobody was listening. “I was in town for a visit. We went for a drive one night, and… we ended up in the back seat of his car.”
“Classic,” Nila said. “So what went wrong?”
“I opened my eyes,” Frederica said. “Normally I can control it, but I was nervous and excited and… and kind of curious. I saw everything. I saw that he was thinking about someone else.”
“Is that all? Everybody’s had someone scream out the wrong name at some point in their life.”
“He was thinking about my sister.”
“Shiiit,” Nila said. “The one who knows Dragonfire?”
“Yeah,” Frederica said. “So at that point, I asked him to stop and then I threw on my clothes and got out of the car. I flew away before he could even ask me what was wrong. And we’ve basically been pretending that night never happened ever since. Or trying to, at least.”
“How’s that working out for you?” Nila asked.
“Not great. But I don’t know what else to do. I just want things to go back to normal. I want my best friend back.”
“Probably should’ve thought of that before you had sex with him.” Nila winked. “I don’t suppose you can travel back in time? Stop yourself from doing it?”
“My sister could,” Frederica said. “But she’ll only do it for life and death situations.”
“Jesus,” Nila muttered. “I was actually just joking about the time travel. Is… is your sister like you?”
“Yeah,” Frederica said. “Except she’s got more powers and she’s better at controlling them. And she’s got this amazing life with friends and a wife and a house and I just don’t know how I’ll ever get to that point. Even Tommy clearly likes her more than he likes me.”
“Ugh, I hate her already,” Nila said.
“She’s not so bad,” Frederica said. “But thanks. I… feel a little better now that I got all that off my chest.”