I'm a Hybrid
"What is it, Amelia?" Jennifer asked, her voice gentle as she rested her hand on my shoulder, her eyes piercing into mine as she spoke. Her face was masked with a hint of concern.
"Is it something to do with Gerald?" She inquired.
I nodded, my face contorted with emotion, my eyes filled with fear, as I spoke, my words were quiet as I shared the truth that lingered in my heart.
"Yes," I replied with a shaky voice as my hands trembled. I struggled to find the words, to express the strange, almost mystical feeling that bound mine to him which kept drawing us together as if we were two halves of a whole.
Jennifer's eyes widened after I told her about my strange feelings, her expression shifted, as she watched me draining in sorrow, the emotions that coursed through her were noticeable. She observed me for a while.
