~ KATALEYA ~
He’s restless. I can sense it. Ever since I mentioned the prophecy, he seems distracted. Did I make a mistake by mentioning it?
I want to ask him, but he’s lost in thought. I peek through the gap in the blank, watching as he stares vacantly at the wall opposite, a thoughtful expression in those hazel eyes. He reminds me of the little Kiké, the one who would stay quiet but lost in the weight that he was burdened with.
My eyes rake over him. Goddess, he’s so perfect, like a god!
I’m willing my heart to remain calm, but he is making it harder. I’m calm now, ever since I realised I made him smile – no, I made him laugh.
My heart fills with warmth, the pleasant buzz of happiness remaining inside of me.
I’m happy if he is…
He rests his head against the headboard, frowning dee
