"Anna..."
Anna's heart stutters pathetically at the sound of her name.
She's usually so good at hiding how she feels. Evidently. But it's just... such hard work. Now, she doesn't want to hide. She wants to share her anger, her pain. Share her humiliation.
But she can't do that to Elsa. Not now and not ever.
She's about to walk back into her room when a soft voice calls out. "Anna, can we talk?"
Heart sinking, she turns back. "It's fine, Elsa. I'm sorry I... did that. It won't happen again."