Hunter’s POV:
Shadow keeps looking at me with a concerned stare that seems so familiar yet strange at the same time. A combination that leaves me guessing as to if I really do know her or if I’ve lost my mind. Giving a tentative smile, she sighs from where her head is still resting on my collarbone gently. “Hunter? What’s wrong?” She asks again, this time pulling out of my arms to look me in the eye. The moment we’re apart, something inside me starts to hurt, aching to be nearer to her. But she just stands there, looking at me with a peculiar expression that I can’t decipher.
“N-nothing,” I reply, appraising her once over in my head. Where have I seen you? I think to myself, hoping she won’t hear my thoughts. She doesn’t respond - meaning that her telepathy was either not working or she
