Chapter 14 Blessed Friend

 

~Anna~

 

Well-built and lean, he stood by

the doorway, his frame blocking the only exit. I recognized the voice, having

heard it at times on days I was allowed to take a stroll near the training

grounds. Looking up, I saw my best friend, who I had barely seen for years. I

still considered him my best friend, though I didn’t know if it was the same

with him. He called me “Bella”, my second name, and he was the only one who

called me by that name; everyone else preferred to call me “Anna”.

His beach blonde hair was a mess, which meant he had just

returned from a run, but there was a weird scent coming from him. His thin lips

were set in a straight line, his blue orbs set on me, and though he wore a

serious expression, it was the first t