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TWELVE
~Luella
I’m not sure what to do.
Della sits in front of me, coffee cup in her hand, looking through the wafting steam right into my eyes. Despite the forwardness of her stare, it seems as though she is looking right through me, or that there is nothing in those eyes. If I weren’t so already uncomfortable with our situation, I would be concerned about her. I am concerned about her, for thinking it’s okay to be with a pureblood immortal.
It took me a lot of consideration to invite her into my home. After the interaction with Time last night - if that was truly real - I’ve decided I need to get into Della’s head and find out
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