Amihan
I miss the kids, but Filtiarn is right, I can’t see them in a state like this. Some of my ribs are broken, there is a gaping wound on my face, and I’m close to black and blue in all places. Seeing me like this would probably just incite a horrible memory from them, and I don’t want that after they’ve did so well with assimilating and moving on from what happened.
There is that fear that remained and I don’t think it would go anytime soon, the only thing that makes me feel better is the body of a man beside me, it should’ve been the opposite, I should be repulsed by anyone right now, but that wasn’t the case with him. I’m completely drawn to him, and there are too many times of me leaning towards his lips. This time, I can’t run towards the kitchen anymore.
His large hand is on
