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28. The Tussel between Lust and Feels
[Isaac]
It is because I find it so hard to control my desires. It is because I find it so difficult to keep Clement from infusing and taking over partially. It is because I find her attractive. It is because I don't know how else to react. I told myself, my elf….maybe convinced ourselves to believe these things. Otherwise, I know I will allow in self-pity and feed that wench’s ego and happiness. I am a rotten creature inside out. I don’t know how to be civil, don’t know how to react any other way, so I react rashly. I spew out venomous words that are bound to hurt the other like I did to Kathryn just now.
Had Clement not stopped me, I would have said far worse things. I could feel her tears as our lips meshed together, I pressed her into the bed and she didn’t protest. I could feel that somewhere between living here and trying to survive, she had lost the figh
jobless.dreamerFirst, you do what you do n then you are guilty? Bah! Kathryn reacted and didn't protest because she felt hopeless, you will know in the next chapter ;)
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