I hate him. I hate him. I kept telling myself that. I should know that he never cared about me, at least not in the way I cared for him. Before I saw him with another woman, I had realized in my long walk that I was only scared of hurting Gregor's feelings because he was a good man, but my heart a
MILDRED I grunted and stirred in my sleep. My eyes were still shut when I recalled everything that took place. Morpheus put me into an unconscious state. My eyes flared open, and I quickly sat up and looked around, taking in my surroundings. I was still in a cave in the middle of nowhere. I
"There are a lot of things you do not know about me, Princess." "I do not care about your past. All I care about is the person you are now. The person standing right here in front of me." "No, you cannot say that." He was avoiding my gaze so much. "You do not know me." With that,
MORPHEUS I walked out of the forest, making for the little tent I had put up for us, but my feet halted, and my eyes slammed shut at the sight in front of me. The princess was in the lake, stark naked. I was sure my heart was attempting to beat itself out of my chest. Fear gripped me; my hand
She screamed one last time and took to her heels. The animal's eyes shifted from me to the woman running. It roared and lunged towards her, but I would die first before letting him get to her. I lunged towards the animal too, and we clashed in mid-air. Now, I do not know how far the girl had gone or
MILDRED I was feeling quite vulnerable and decided this was what I needed. Morpheus did not attempt to remove his hand from mine; instead, he held them tightly. I felt sparks shoot up from where our hands joined, into my bloodstream. My hand was beating, but it had nothing to do with our run. "W
I pulled her up and pulled her into a warm embrace. Her scent wrapped around me and warmed me. While I consoled her, I also basked in her warmth. She was fragile and so soft that I feared I would hurt her if I hugged her any tighter. She sobbed on my chest, her tears soaking my callous chest. "It'
MILDRED "Why?" I asked. "Why are you scared?" I saw him battle within himself. He avoided my eyes. I knew something was not right with him, but I would really appreciate it if he trusted me enough to open up fully to me. That would only build our trust in each other. Knowing my uncle, I kno