Adea
The sensible voice in my head is yelling at him and this situation I’ve put myself in. Usually, the voice in my head is Korra but not this time. My conscious is telling me that it’s not too late. It’s demanding that I slap Shane across the face and leave him in this office. It’s demanding I march my stupid ass back home to my mate where I belong.
It screams that I need to get on my knees and beg Ethan to forgive me for all of the shitty things I’ve said and to apologize for thinking I could have for a second believed I could take. care of this on my own.
While another voice is telling me that I’m doing what I need to do. Assuring me that I’ve made the right decision and this is the right path. It’s telling me to stay still and kiss him back. It’s telling me this is what I need to do.
