Lara's Point of View
"It's happening," he said while looking at me. His tone seemed like he knows exactly what's happening to me so I looked at him with creased forehead.
"Happening? What?" I asked, biting my lip to control my urges. "I-Is this your doing?"
He shook his head. "It's not me, but this," he replied, raising his hand and showing me the mark at the back of his palm. "The mark is responsible for what we're feeling right now."
"You feel it, too?" I asked in disbelief since he doesn't seem like he's enduring something.
"I do," he answered. "I've felt it multiple times already so I have gotten used to it. You'll get used to it soon," he said casually. "So, what do you want?"
I wanted to get mad at him but I couldn't. My hands are trembling as I stop them from touching him. My
