033. Heart
She stared as Fiyero offered his hand to her best friend, and they ran away together. His hand in the small of the green woman's back, as it used to be in hers. Morrible entered but she ignored her, focussing only on the pain within her. She caught the last few words of the Wizard and Morrible's conversation, and anger coursed through her. How dare Elphaba do that to me!
"Her sister." Her mouth moved of its own accord.
"What?"
"Use her sister."
Her heart turned cold.