G skin…The way she gazed at me.
It's as if…I want to protect her and embrace her tightly…
Urghh!
Throwing the glass to the wall, it crushes it turning it into pieces. Holding my face with my hands, I slumped back down on my chair.
Just what are these thoughts. This isn't me. I shouldn't be feeling this. Just what the hell…
Sighing deeply, I faced the paper works on my desk. Looking away, I decided to head down today for breakfast. I need to get back on track and stop having these useless emotions, which will only make me weak. I need to ignore all of this. No. This isn't real. This is just a ridiculous, unimportant matter. I need to kick her out as much as possible.
But not after I investigate the neckla
RACE'S POV
Here I am wiping an old renaissance painting at the center of the main hall. A big one, might I add. Trying to get my head off the things that just happened was hard. To do that, I accepted any work.
