This is idiotic. I will not allow her to turn me into a child any longer. I proved I could be civil at the play. If she wishes to play games, she may play them with herself. I am not interested.
I ... promised I would write to him, but I do not know what I would say. I am doing well, very well, all tennis aside, and the possibility of fire magic exploding in my face, and what would that translate to in a letter? "Dear Colin, it looks as if I will succeed, so start licking your wounds in advance."? This will break him.
This ... could break us.
... but I accept that, and if that is what it takes to have him stop badgering me about this, it's a risk I can take. I will not be a martyr for a cause. Let someone else take the task. I'm not interested.
He does love me. It's not as if he can end it.
... I won't write. Mother is so nosy, I'm sure she'd try to read it, and I don't know what I can say that he'd be interested to hear that she could read as well.
Another week and a half. I pray I am not paired with that woman in the next event. God preserve me. ... as if he would.
Practical magic is fascinating, isn't it?