Aphrodite
"How does it feel to be in love, Lydia?"
She paused, seeming to think over her words, "it feels...refreshing and thrilling at the same time. The way your heart picks up speed whenever he is near, the way your stomach gets knots and butterflies when he simply glances at you and the way that your hands get sweaty as he walks up to speak to you. Love is all about the little things, Aphrodite, it is the casual glances from across the room when you believe that no one is looking, it is the simple action of holding hands for a few brief moments before the Master enters the room, it is the way you feel as though you are floating in the air when you embrace each other in the darkness of the night, a