This single action alone begins to brew warm feelings from within my stomach and I can't help but feel utterly pathetic at how my heart responds to him even after all the talks I've given myself to let go of him, why won't my heart listen?
"If you don't trust me that is none of my concern, the only reason I'm helping her in the first place is that I too must complete my quest to receive what I want from the panthom, I hate repeating myself, I've said this before and I won't say it again." Hunter's admission to helping me for selfish reasons ironically sets me at ease.
As we walk through the flower bushes and pass by the trees I notice how much colder it is here than when we travelled here, it seems autumn is nearer than I thought.
With everything going on in my life I may have lost track of the seasons or maybe it's the region we're in that's making it feel colder, we are far up north in the Rocky Mountains after all.
