Atra Blanc's disappearance was the second heavy blow to Purple Summers.
In this world, there were few people she cared about, yet she kept losing them, and she didn't even know why. Besides her bewildered conjectures, all that remained was anxious waiting.
She was utterly powerless about everything that had happened!
Purple's nerves were stretched to their limit. She couldn't go to school and spent her days at home, staring blankly at Atra's empty closet.
Aria Jackson wouldn't allow her to sink into depression and dragged her out for drinks.
"You need to understand, she left of her own free will," Aria advised. "She's an adult capable of making her own decisions, where she wants to go, who she wants to follow, it's her freedom, Purple, you don't have to blame yourself for this!"
Purple stared at the fine bubbles in the chilled beer, silent.
