Chapter 17Althea Garcia Hela Silvermoon
I did not want to leave this room today. But I wanted to see his face again. I debated with my heart until it made me give up and I got ready for the day.
My appetite seems to have cease to exist as I didn’t feel hunger or the need to eat. My eyes searched for that tall muscular figure with the piercing blue eyes. Every time I saw a blond hair, I would crane my neck to see their face.
None of them was him though. He had this softest looking sandy blond hair. I wanted to feel it against my hands. I wanted to touch his smooth yet slightly chiselled face. I want to know what it feels like. Although I feel like I know it. I want to remind myself of those feelings. Just once. Let me find you. Let me feel you.
Oh dear goddess, if you are up there, plea
