~NYX
An involuntary shiver ran down my spine as I sat on the edge of a cliff with Yuriel.
He had appeared like a knight in shining armor— like a silent protection and he had whisked me away from the school on seeing my mood. He quietly brought me here and sat in silence with me.
"Here," he muttered as he handed me a bottle of fruit juice.
I accepted it and returned my attention to watching the world underneath us. They were all going about their lives, drowned in their own problems.
I released another shaky breath.
"Want to talk about it?" He asked without looking at me.
Nervousness washed over me and I thought about it. Keeping it to myself and not saying a word wasn't helping. Bottling it up had only made it worse yet I did not know how I was supposed to fart explaining how
