I made my way to Marcus's room quickly. I made sure to avoid the marble hall where Charlotte and company were. Marcus's room wasn't far from the study, so it made it easier to elude my enemy.

I soon came to the large and wooden door of Marcus's chambers. Without hesitation I knocked loudly and rapidly.

Marcus came to the door in few seconds, and opened it with a confused look. I couldn't be offended by his surprise because it was rare for me to talk to Marcus, let alone visit him.

"Jane, what do you need?"

"So sorry to bother you, but I need a favor."

"What kind of favor? I don't know what I'll be able to do."

"It's nothing really. I just need you to tell me what kind of relationship Charlotte and Aro have. I understand if you can't. I was just, well, doubting things."

I tried to not make direct eye contact because of my embarrassment. I had to realize that only I had the grudge against Charlotte. I expected to hear Marcus's muffled chuckle, but instead there was silence. Not an awkward silence, but a relieving silence. Relieving because Marcus didn't seem to think that I was crazy. Was it because he knew the truth?

"Well, sure. That's no problem. I can, um, tell you the truth," Marcus said in an uneasy tone that worried me.

I stepped into his candlelit room. I sat down on the chair opposite him. He smiled and cleared his throat.

"Well, I've sensed that, er, it seems that Charlotte, um, is a new favorite of Aro. He seems to value her more than you. He thinks that her power and her enhanced senses, speed, and strength is more, um, important than your power to inflict pain. Sorry."

I felt like ripping Marcus's head off. No, not him. He didn't do anything. It was Aro and Charlotte who did this to me. She blinded him. She made him think that she was better than me. I wanted to flip over the table and throw a tantrum to get my anger out. It would be such a foolish thing to do, so childish, so human. But, I needed some way to keep from killing her. The anger boiled and bubbled in my stone body. I clenched my teeth together, and the venom rushed into my mouth. I snarled and growled. I tried so hard to calm myself down. I hated that it was this way.

Marcus tried to comfort me. He had seen how much I hated her. But, there was nothing that he could do. I tried to keep myself from giving him the deadliest look of pain. But, I slipped. I shot misery towards him. He screamed as I watched him suffer. What was I doing? It wasn't his fault. I set him free from my gaze, and he gasped and clutched the table.

"Sorry, Marcus. I just can't believe it. How could he… How could I…"

"Jane, I'm sorry. But it really is the truth. It hurt me to tell you this. I know that you didn't like Charlotte, and hated the idea of her being better than you. But….."

"Marcus, it's not your fault. You told me the truth, and I think that's what I needed. I'm just furious! No, not furious- livid. I just hate her! She disgusts me! I can't stay here. I'll hurt you all! Goodbye!"

"Jane, where are you going?"

"Hunting."