He stopped dead. “Yes you can." His voice was soft, as he reached over, running his fingers down the side of my face, then my arm. "We are meant for each other, and you are meant to be fae. It will be an adjustment, I know, but I will be right here. You can do this. I'm right here little one.” He tried to reassure me again.
Adjustment, understatement of the year! Not even close to what it will be!
“No. Not with having no choice and your hot and cold. I can't. I can't go through that pain again.” I forced out.
All the while my fae was still trying her best to help calm me and reassure me in her way. Still a losing battle right now!
He was instantly out of his chair and pulled my chair out. He then picked me up, making me gasp before he walked us over to the couch and sat down with me o
