Ami
“Are you coming to bed?” Dewis voice was soft and I let my eyes wander to his figure reflected in the mirror I was sat in front. I hadn’t meant to zone out but I had been doing it on and off all day. Slowly I placed the brush down. I hadn’t actually been brushing my hair anyway, I had just been sat there starting unseeing at myself.
I was Amelia.
Amelia Llewelyn.
But I was Ami as well.
Two different women fighting for dominance. If this was how shifters felt, then they all must be exhausted all of the time.
I was exhausted.
“Yes.” I finally answered him. I had almost zoned out again and I could see the worry on every line of his tanned face. “Yes I am coming to bed.” Pushing myself upwards I turned to him. And his smile was a little uncertain as he reached out a hand to me.
