Rowena let out a deep and shaky breath as she stared at the sleeping form of Raphael. She pressed a hand on her chest, realizing that she spoke too much.
Even if Raphael was asleep, she normally wouldn't speak too much about her emotions. It was always something she kept privately to herself. Without another word, she spun around and hurried out of the hut.
Rowena immediately plopped down on the front porch and buried her face in her hands. She tried to clear her head and eventually chose to look up at the night sky.
Meanwhile, back in Rowena's room, Raphael raised his head up and didn't say anything for a short while.
He heard the confession, heard the truth about why Rowena was pushing him away and he understood it. Raphael even agreed with it.
She was right. He wouldn't always be with her, so the fact that he kept insisting to be here in the hut was actually a weight on Rowena's shoulders.
