#Chapter55
Althea Garcia Hela Silvermoon
I did not want to leave this room today. But I wanted to see his face again. I debated with my heart until it made me give up and I got ready for the day.
My appetite seems to have cease to exist as I didn’t feel hunger or the need to eat. My eyes searched for that tall muscular figure with the piercing blue eyes. Every time I saw a blond hair, I would crane my neck to see their face.
None of them was him though. He had this softest looking sandy blond hair. I wanted to feel it against my hands. I wanted to touch his smooth yet slightly chiselled face. I want to know what it feels like. Although I feel like I know it. I want to remind myself of those feelings. Just once. Let me find you. Let me feel you.
Oh dear goddess, if you are up there, please hear my plea, let me see him once again. I close my eyes and clasped my hands together in front of my chest. Please.
