Fay was walking towards her room when a sound stopped her dead in her tracks.
She turned her head towards the direction it was coming from, and her face contorted as recognition passed through her eyes.
She had heard that tune somewhere. It was just in the surface of her memory, but she couldn't grab it, and make herself remember.
Her feet started to move forward. She had drawn closer to Ace's room when she snapped out of it.
She whipped her head to the side, and there was the door to his room. His scent was heavy in this part of the house.
An alluring scent that had turned into torture on her poor nostrils.
Taking a deep breath, she turned around, and hurried to her room.
As she slammed the door shut behind her, she fell to the ground, and tried to shut her ears from listening to that tune.
It made her feel good inside. Reminded her of something happy. How could she have these feelings without knowing exactly why she had them?
