~Amy~
I stared at him on the floor. He was bawling his eyes out before, but now he stared at me as though I was the hysterical one.
"Get up.' I commanded.
"Wipe your tears." I commanded again. He followed my words like a puppy without protest.
"Now kiss me." I took a deep breath in. Asking him to kiss me was like asking him to breathe. It felt so natural to feel his lips on mine. I loved the feeling.
But how could I explain it to him?
This intense battle between my head and heart was making me nauseous. But the kiss was dissolving it all.
"Cynric...Take me to your home. I- I need to spend the night with you. We need to talk..." I said, looking at my feet.
"Are you trying to console me because you're guilty?" He asked innocently. My head whipped up, my eyes widened.
"N-No. I don
