"Why are you doing this, Elphaba? Why are you letting your anger consume you?"
Elphaba's eyes snapped back to Glinda's, a mix of pain and resolve swirling in their depths. "Our friendship was a complicated thing, Glinda. Beautiful and broken, much like the rest of Oz." wicked240712vannabardotthe66thdayscene free
"That's not true," Glinda argued, her pace quickening. "We've been through so much together. We've supported each other, stood up for each other. You're the reason I found my voice, Elphaba." "Why are you doing this, Elphaba
The air was heavy with unspoken words, with unresolved tensions. Glinda took a step closer, her eyes pleading. Beautiful and broken, much like the rest of Oz
"What about us, then? What about our friendship?"
Elphaba's gaze drifted away, to the shadows growing long across the ground. "You know why, Glinda. I've always known why. But you chose to ignore it, to see only what you wanted to see."
Elphaba's laughter was bitter, a sharp sound that cut through the evening air. "And you're the reason I found mine."