Despite the gentle attempts at calming me, I feel like I am being sold out. Despite the soft and thoughtful touches Cyro is offering, there is not much that can be done to comfort me right now. A terrible dreadfulness has taken hold of my mind and heart and I am not entirely sure what there is to be done.
Cyro's fingers comb through my hair slowly, while his other hand rests comfortably on my thigh, giving it a few squeezes.
"You will be fine, Everyn. You have both of us by your side and you have always been loved, adored even." he speaks softly and, despite that, I feel like this is some sort of trap, meant to confine me.
Something inside of me wants to break off the chains that did not even get to me yet. Was this the reason I had left them behind before? Why does this feel so fami
