Blaise was fed up. She had absolutely had it! She was sick of all the "cute" little soulmates walking around and flaunting their perfect little relationships in her face.
Couldn't they see how this was killing her?
Why did they think she made those love charms? Just for kicks? No. She made them because she wanted love like theirs, but could never seem to find it, so she made it herself.
She felt so utterly betrayed. First James, which was to be expected, she had already seen it coming. But then Ash! Ash! One of the most notorious players of the whole Night World! She had certainly not seen that one coming! But that wasn't the worst, no. The worst was Thea. The one person she had been sure would always feel the same as herself.
Now, Blaise was all alone. So what did she do? She kept doing what she did best. Making those damn charms. Manufactured love, but never the real thing.