"Little one does not seem happy"
He sighed and moved to sit on the window, he placed a foot on it and let the other dangle on the other side of the tower.
"Elizabeth confessed her feelings, no riddle"
"And that is bad?"
"No. I think she wanted to hear how I felt but I couldn’t find the words to reply her"
"You did reply, you told her you were confused and scared of peoples reaction, you told her she was a distraction"
"I did not say that" he scoffed.
"You have a connection with her Conrad, you fed her those feelings, she feels them, but they are yours, she might feel she distracts you but you are the one who thinks she will distract you"
"Bella... I..." he paused.
"People like us? We are not meant to love, we do not feel" he sounded distant like he was recalling a distant memory.
