It is noisy. Why are people talking about me in my room?! I open my eyes in exasperation. They are saying that I am... Wait, is Kaiya my name?
I try to sit up, but my body feels heavy and sluggish. I look down and feel relieved that I have legs... Why though? Nothing is making sense. Confused, I look around.
“Kaiya? You’re awake!” a handsome man with black-purple hair says. He hugs me, but I push him away.
“She doesn’t like you anymore,” a handsome red-haired man says this time. He’s smaller than the first one but still exudes strength. “Kaiya, you remember me, right? I am your mate.”
They wait for me to speak and so I ask, “I am Kaiya?”
“Yes, your name is Kaiya,” a woman informs. “The guy with the purplish hair is your lover. The guy with red hair is your mate.”
“How does that work? A mate and a lover?”
The woman named Inanna shrugs her shoulders and adds, “By the way, I am Inanna.”
I try to process what Inanna has just told me. Mate and lover? It feels so foreign to me.
“I..
