Eric turned to me as he arose. I prepared for the impact, but nothing happened. As we stood there looking at each other without moving, confusion flooded my body. Niether wanted to initiate contact.
"Eric, what are you doing?" I questioned him as he gave me a hurt face. I could feel myself caring for him, but that's all I felt. I'm most in love with Daniel. All that mattered was Daniel, and I was going to protect him from Eric.
attempting to identify my mistakes. You fit me like a glove and are great. Why are you drawn to him so much? Eric remarked as I moved toward him, thinking carefully about what to say next.
The spirits who tore me away from Daniel "fixed" me because they felt horrible. Eric, I'm not made for you anymore," I muttered as he became tense. His feelings toward me were becoming harder to read. She was looking at me with a dark, adamantine glare. Nobody was going to come out of this happy.
