Carolina
Seeing Xavier after a long time had me in tears. He smelled like pines and Queenspell, of magic and adventure. It reminded me of days running in the wild, hiding from my family. I had become such a different person in 21st century Oakspell.
The new me had become spoiled by conveniences, the hot shower, and the instant messages. But it was not those that I was afraid to leave behind. It was the warm body and kind soul that I left in his bed that morning.
Xavier had been moving around Oakspell for the last few weeks. He had stolen clothes from people’s laundry and mostly ate fruits from the forest. No wonder he looked much weaker, not the rogue that I knew. His face was a little gaunt, but he was still handsome and dangerous.
He had pulled me towards him but knew not to kiss
