Just because Julie's right, and Abby knows Julie's right, doesn't mean Abby has to like it. And it's feelings, they're gross and complicated. And Abby has gone out of her way to not really think about these because the Feywilds created a lot of them.

Abby shifted again from on her stomach to sitting, legs folded up under her and resting her chin on her hands. There's a lot of this shit, all of it swirling together and not all of it sane. Probably start with the newest, and maybe work back to the rotten root of it all.

"At the ball a guy hit on me. And I mean 'kick Inej out of my room so I can get it out of my system' hit on me." Abby's self-image is... bad. Her scrutiny of her own flaws constant. And number of times she's validated for anything low. So that degree of positive attention is like sunlight to a moleman. Near impossible to tolerate. "And I think I know who he is."

That wasn't what soured her spells exactly, but what soured that was souring her magic. They were connected at the end of this dark road.