Chapter 16: Exiled

POV AKIRA SELENA

Maybe Alfred is right. My heart feels much more alive with the big city way of life than this sudden fascination for Skyfall that has awakened these past few days and that I believed to be real. Perhaps this is also why I always preferred to believe that my passion belonged to Richard, while my indifference kept in check the spark that fires every time I am in proximity to Alfred.

There are many" maybes" that decide to keep me company on a night that I am alone and lost in a huge forest. And the only certainty that decides to face my own judgments is that Alfred has left me, and that is much darker than not seeing anything beyond the darkness.

The magic of the forest does not lie, the tales do not lie, and now I know that I have lost myself in my own faces. For before I arrived here, a part of me let myself into this mystical world that belongs to us, but it was only Alfred's mention of the diamonds that the other part, the one that wants to be praised and pampered b