I couldn’t think.
I couldn’t breathe.
I couldn’t… I just couldn’t.
Anna. Anna. Anna.
Please.
Anna.
My Anna.
What did I do to you? How could I do this to you? What kind of monster am I?
I ruined us before we even began.
Of course, I want to be with her, but not this way. I can’t let this go on knowing I imprinted on her. It’s like I’m taking advantage of Anna.
How could I do that? Even if it was twenty years ago? How could I do that to the wide eyed, wild Anna who smiled and laughed and giggled as she ran freely in the snow?
I hate it.
I hate myself.
I don’t care if I was only five and newly shifted. I shouldn’t have done that.
Now everything is tainted, everything that happened these past few days which I thought was real… isn’t. And there’s nothing I can do but feel so
