I haven't left this bed in a few days.
Cyran—no, Lyakon—brings me meals all the time. He never lets anyone in here. Most of the time, I don't mind. Whenever he's inside of me, I don't mind. It's just the way my body's reacting. My mind is screaming at me to do something but now can I do that when our souls are tied? Yes, that's what bonding is. Essentially. A tying of the souls. It's the reason why we can feel each other's emotions. He told me all of this while he was stroking me with his fingers. I don't know why he won't stop touching me. There has to be an ulterior motive because a lot of the things he tells me don't make any sense and he doesn't tell me everything.
He can feel my emotions but I can't feel his.
