The s*x marathon burning off by day three, when they could finally seperate for more than a minute, Neveah now calm in her own skin realized something. Laying by the fire in a sheet, half the apartment destroyed because they’d f****d each other rough through most of the furniture, the soft rug heated by the fire was a nice replacement bed.
But it also made her come to the realization of -
“What happens now?”
She didn’t feel the same, care the same, or want the same things like before. She didn’t want to stay rooted in one place. She didn’t want to not be herself. She didn’t want to remain in her old life either with all the new in her blood.
Even thinking about it felt wrong.
“Where do you want to go wife?” Neveah didn’t know and admitted that honestly, “I don’t know. That’s what’
