It wasn't long after she left her family's tent that she was completely regretting how she had gone about it. Aloha Bill swiftly caught up behind Victoire and immediately directed her over to his tent; it was obvious that he was worried. Even he had never seen such anger from her.

Victoire was pulled down onto a couch looking ready to just burst into tears. Why did life have to end up the way it did? Why did life make no sense at times? She just didn't get it.

Bill immediately began patting Victoire's back gently. "What's wrong? Why did you yell like that?"

Yep, the tears were starting to fall. "I'm infertile, Bill!" Victoire responded looking right at him. Her eyes were quickly becoming red and puffy. It was clear she was distressed due to it. "Why is it that my baby sister can have a kid so effortlessly while I have to resort to interventions?" She wasn't going to take a fertility potion or anything of the sort if she could help it.

Oh, dear. "It's normal to feel jealous, but why didn't you tell me?"

"I was afraid you'd hate me for it which is so dumb. I want you to become a father so badly. I really wanted to be the first in my family to start one..." Victoire looked down at her hands. They were still red and firm from clutching them so tightly in the tent.

He gave her a kiss before embracing her. "I do think you need to apologize."

"I know, but I don't know if I can so soon... I don't know when I should. I immediately felt so much regret after I left. Dommy's still my sister, but I don't know if I can handle the next few months seeing what I can't have so naturally..."

"Just try to think of the positives. I'm sure you'd be a great aunt."

She stared off looking forlorn; she really needed to repair the strings. She just didn't know how.