Making Things Right

For some strange reason, Eren found himself in love with the view of his fair lady standing tall while he was on his knees in front of her, it didn’t feel degrading to him in any way, if anything, it felt as watching the full moon in the sky, or watching a temple where he is to worship, with that delicate dress she had in that showed how beautifully she had matured into the most perfect woman, the black short hair that framed her small pale face, the scars that told the story of her fall and rise, and the purity of her eyes revealing the universe that existed in that one small mass of beauty she was, she was gorgeous in every way, and watching her, just watching her, felt so satisfying the point where he couldn’t take his eyes of her.

He knew she was hiding something; she knew that beside the pieces of truth that she kept to herself about last night, she was hiding something about that morning, he heard her heartbeats and even smelled her blood in the air, but by