LOGINI’d already stopped crying, but the images were still vivid in my head. “That bastard.” Aidan snarled, the words grinding between his teeth as they made their way out. Holding my hands firmly, I spread them open as if he wanted to count the lines on my palm, and before I could catch my breath, his
My chest constricted at the question, but I immediately shove that feeling aside because I knew that it wasn’t his intention to dig up any horrible memory that I might have. I never actually learned to cook as I always ate what the home provided, but after getting in a relationship with Eren, I was
OCTAVIA ADLER. A sudden, beautiful warmth rushed through my being, spreading through my stomach as I could only stare at the man standing in front of me, the man that had helped me tie my hair up. How long has he been watching me, and why is there no one other than us around? Why didn’t I feel him
Why do I know that? Because he had the same face that I once saw on myself when I looked in the mirror after having a conversation with Octavia. He was completely already giving in to the bond, and fully in love with Brittney. “Okay, that’s good then.” I nodded as we continued walking. “And informa
“Yes,” he answered my question, “and that’s because you’ve gone far beyond what a machine can go. You’re practically something, but I can’t tell what you are.” “You woke up this morning and chose to pick on me, didn’t you?” I asked amidst short laughs. I haven’t even laughed much until Octavia came
AIDAN NIGHTINGALE. “When did I—” I grunted as my eyes fluttered open, the room was unusually bright and for the first few minutes my head ached as I tried to sit up, replaying last night in my head. I’d been talking to Octavia, and…. I’d fallen asleep? How? Why? That never happens, I always rememb







