The water of the lake was strangely warm, and there was a peaceful silence that had invaded the night, but Arthmael couldn't bring himself to relax, just like he hadn't been able to, all day.
He had screwed up. Completely and utterly screwed up, but mostly he had screwed up making Evelyn understand that everything he was doing, he was doing for her. That he would do absolutely everything for her. For her to live. For her to be happy.
Rubbing his wet hands in his face, and then running them through his hair, he let out a deep sigh. He had fallen so deep, so bad, and it was immensely beautiful and terrifying in equal measures. Maybe not having fallen for Evelyn this bad would make things a bit easier right now, it would make going through the trail maybe a little less difficult but he coul
