Pearl's POV
Okay, so I know I had said I was going to get out of this place, but I didn't it's been three days since I had said that but still here I was, giving in to the unknown force that drew me into this certain ice coloured eyed stranger.
I know this was wrong, feeling drawn to him, wanting to wake up next to him, and also wanting the feeling of his cold arms around me each night was all not right, but I couldn't help it, no, not that I couldn't help it, I didn't even try to fight it.
I was still consciously feeling bad about this feelings, but it seems I couldn't do anything about it, or maybe I just didn't want to do anything about it.
The first two days were basically filled with me trying to deny everything I was feeling, trying to fight off the urge to kiss him, make out with him until I was out of breath, but I came to a realization that the more I tried to fight off the feeling, the stronger they grow.
