Lyla
"I missed you," I murmured to Nathan for maybe the thousandth time since he arrived, placing my head gently on his shoulders. I hadn't realized how much I missed him until now.
"I missed you more," he replied, squeezing my hand gently. "You look beautiful as always and…" he paused for a minute, running his eyes the length of my body. "Different—but in a good way. Did I miss out on anything? I'm sure you've been busy, too."
"I didn't change," I said quickly, steering the topic of my physical appearance. Since Nymeris manifested herself to me, I've gotten many compliments about my appearance. Although, I haven't felt Nymeris for a few days now, but I wanted to attribute it to the stress that came with all the Harvest Moon Festival.
