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Elliot raised an eyebrow. "My father's been gone all summer. So I haven't heard his side of things...but I've heard bits and pieces from my mother..." she said, thinking of her mother having tea with the other ladies. Gossips was a MUST at Teas. "You're...not...living with your family right now?" she asked. She didn't know WHO Presley was living with.
She looked away from Presley, not able to make eye contact. "I wanted to extend an invitation to live at our manor. But mother said father would fuss. I should have done it anyway," she gritted her teeth, and looked back at Pres, her eyes suddenly on fire.
HEr father was not her idol at the moment. He was...Elliot adored him...but he was so...Elliot couldn't explain her feelings in words. She saw that Presley needed more comfort than she did at the moment, however. "Why is Leo mad at you?" He was her brother. Weren't siblings supposed to stick together? Though, Elliot had to admit, if giving in to one of her sisters put her on her father's wrong side...she would most likely not extend help to her siblings.
Because his approval meant everything.
Presley rolled her eyes as if she didn't really care. Even though she did.
"No, I'm living with my aunt, who's a muggle and doesn't even want to know anything about magic. It's truly awful. She treats me like I'm common." Presley spat the word like it was an expletive.
"She has three little kids, who I normally like, but after living with them all summer..Let's just say I will never have children."
Presley smiled at Elliot's comment. She shook her head.
"No, I completely understand. I know how my father would react if I did such a thing. Besides, I'm assuming that your parents would agree with mine." Running away, in Pureblood society was so looked down on, that even Leo wasn't on Presley's side this time.
"Leo's mad because he thinks I'm being childish. He says I just need to grow up and stop arguing with my father. He is my parent after all." Presley didn't need to tell Elliot that she disagreed with that. Yes, he was her father, but he'd never been much of an authority figure in Presley's life. And she wasn't about to start taking orders from him now. Even if he had cut off her funds and cancelled her dance lessons. It was hard to live without dance, but if it meant avoiding the shame of admitting defeat, she would do it for as long as it took.