Felicity's POV
"W-why?" Elyana asked me when I suddenly grabbed her by the hand, but how could I answer that question if I also didn't know why?
My eyes went to our hands and up to her confused eyes. However, I saw more than that emotion in it. There was longing. Her warm palm, which I caught, was sending a signal into my brain.
I wanted to feel disgusted by it, but my brain couldn't give me that emotion right at that time. 'What's wrong with me? ' I thought. I wanted to let go of her hand, but my hand held her tighter.
I knew that wasn't me anymore. It was the side I had been trying to kill for so long that I was tempted to get out of the tie I had put on him before.
"Y-you don't need to go back to your room," I told her. My voice sounds strained.
I felt Elyana pull her hand a
