22 - Like a Mirage

EROS

"What are you, Port?"

"Wh-what do you mean?" he stammered.

I tightened my grip on his hands. "How did you save me from the landslide when it's too deep? How did you save me from the fire when the passages are already burning?"

Port escaped from my gaze, then tried to pull back his arms. "You're hurting me, Eros," he cried.

It snapped on me. I immediately released Port's hands from my grip. He sat on the bench, looking away. "Sorry," I said.

The whole room was quiet except for my heartbeat and heavy brea