"Yes, of course, sorry. Ask away." He mumbled, eyes meeting mine, tense and waiting.
"I ran, because my fae had been repressed by this bond." I stated, there was no point beating around the bush. "When I was fighting, she made me realise that the bond was forcing your opinions on me in a way that I thought they were my own. That terrified me."
"The bond was..? That's not supposed to happen..." He looked confused, his eyes fixed on the window over my left shoulder, forehead creased in confusion. "I mean, I know you're unique and all but I've never heard... No wonder you ran. I'm sorry; I honestly did not know I was forcing my opinions on you. Please let me show you, drop your barrier." He met my eyes, his pleading, mine distrustful. What if I opened my mind only to lose myself in his opin
