It was subconsciously said, as Avelina had failed to control her intrusive thoughts. Without saying a word to Draven again, she quietly got off the bed, walked into the bathroom, shut it, and locked it.
Then she rested against the door, slid down to the floor, and buried her face in her palms. With no restraint, she began to weep, deeply embarrassed.
Why, Avelina? Just why? How will you look him in the eyes now? She sobbed even more, unable to imagine standing face-to-face with him without at least recalling how terribly she had just disgraced herself.
Why did I even ask him that? She questioned herself and lifted her head, confused. Has she been wanting to do that? To kiss him?
No! No! She frantically shook her head. Impossible! Why would I even want to kiss him?
Avelina batted her lashes and took deep breaths to calm herself down. I'm sure it's the side effects of these things happening to me. I will be just fine once it is all over.
