*Saphira*
Except when I was playing my “Many-Faced Wolf” persona, I found it extremely difficult to communicate with people. But when I played the role of a savior, I was confident. I was someone else, someone whose fate didn’t rest in the hands of her family.
Yet, even with my mask on and my identity safely hidden, I couldn’t wrap my head around why I was such a bumbling mess around him. I didn’t know what to say, or how to say it. Yes, he was strikingly handsome, with beautiful green eyes that I could get lost in, but that didn’t mean I had to lose myself when I was around him.
I watched him sleep, oblivious to the warring thoughts in my head. I couldn’t quite figure out why I was so different around him. I cared way too much, I felt unusually vulnerable, and truth be told, those feel
