Loiza's POV:
I don't feel anything... No love, no hate, no fear, no sympathy, it's like I am just an empty shell. When Morgana put the block up while I was securing Kayden to the tree all anger or passion towards him faded away, there were still traces of everything we just did... a memory of joy, bliss and pleasure. When I took one last look at his beautiful face I couldn't help but kiss him one last time and cut a lock of his hair, my feelings for him were just neutral and yet a part of me compelled me to do that. I took my clothes in my mouth and shifted to run faster... Aryn was not happy at all, not with me, not with Kayden, not even with Deacon and I wasn't in a negotiating mood so I compelled her to run as fast as possible to the tent.
Everyone was evacuating to the planes and ma
