Guilt

[Will Wright]

"Ok, Madeleine!" Will gazed at her. She had a sneaking suspicion something was up.
"Do you wish to tell me anything?" she tried again, hoping this time Madeleine would spill.

[Madeleine Baudelaire&Russ Ford]

Madeleine groaned. Well, she guessed that Will would find out soon enough.
They all would. She and Lee had been the couple...
And another rush of nausea ran through her.
She shook her hair back, hiding any trace of feeling sick, and smiled wryly. "Lee and I broke up, about ten minutes ago."
Only ten minutes? It felt like a lifetime.
"I'm fine, though," she said hurriedly. "It was just going to happen, and it did. It's better like this."
Right?

[Will Wright]

Will's mouth dropped open. The world came to a screeching halt.
Lee and Medeline...broke up.
How?
Why?
When?
Why?
How?
Will was still in shock. Five minutes passed before she spoke again.
"I'm so sorry," Will gave Medeline a brief hug and then sat there. Still in shock.
Why?
How?
The words kept repeating.
They couldn't.
The wouldn't.
The did.
"Why?" Will asked before she could stop herself.

[Madeleine Baudelaire&Russ Ford]

Madeleine shook Will off her. She didn't do hugs - she wasn't a huggy person. Not unless she was in a romantic relationship with the person - which here, clearly wasn't the case.
Will sat back, clearly in a state of shock, and somehow, the look on her face reminded Madeleine of the brief flicker of shock that had gone over Lee's face when she'd ended it, and felt a pang... no. Not a pang. That word didn't do it justice.
Will spoke, thankfully interrupting her. "Why?"
Madeleine shrugged. "It was just going that way."
True. The awkwardness, the arguments... they'd all been signs, but it didn't help. It still hurt. She still felt guilty, but she was also so, so, so hurt by what she'd seen in the forest that morning.
"We ended it because it wasn't... it wasn't right," she added, half-truthfully.

[Will Wright]

"I'm sorry," Will said sympathetically. She hated moments like this. She shifted herself slightly to be more comfortable. She couldn't imagin her and Anton breaking up. Yeah she wass thouroughly pissed at him but she still loved him.
Will got her pj's on and clambered into bed. Terrico was lying in front of her feet and he used some of his power to keep them warm.

[Madeleine Baudelaire&Russ Ford]

"What for?" Madeleine murmured, as Will went away to change.
She knew that she wasn't going to be able to sleep for a while - it was still quite early. She sat up.
"I'm going to go down and sit by the fire a while, okay?" she said, slipping her flat pumps on, and surrepticiously lifting her jacket. "I'll be up later."
She went out of the dorm and ran down the steps. Perhaps appropriately, it was a cold, cold night, but she didn't care. Ignoring the warm, crackling fire, she pulled her jacket on and left the common room, heading towards the door and outside, into the cold night, to get some fresh air.
To clear her head.
She hoped.