10
Rue
Jealousy is a relatively new emotion for me, filling my heart with a million sharp shards of glass. It scratches me raw so easily until my heart is torn and bleeding. Feeling it for the first time, I find myself inferior in a whole new way, I sob into my pillows helplessly.
Dryas comes into the bedroom a while later quiet feet. I am glad he didn’t see the fit of tears that chased me out of the kitchen. Still, my eyes are red and puffy, my nose still stuffed up. As he approaches the bed, I can’t help but wonder if he compares me to her.
That thought, dark and vicious, seems to gnaw at my soul.
When he sits down beside me, I release a long-suffering sigh. Looking up at him, I’m embarrassed to even be having these emotions, yet incapable of feeling differently. He pins me with tha
