Life seemed to regain its dullness mere hours after Mona left. Her cheerful attitude and bright smile had lightened up my monotonous days more than I had realised.
Of course, Fetheion didn't seem to care too much about that. He was as distant and kind as always. Still refusing to unlock my powers, still refusing to let me leave. I slowly began noticing something as I insisted to get my powers back.
He dreaded the day I would leave.
Why? Why would he care so much?
None of his actions made sense to me – sure, I occupied the body of his friend, someone he cared deeply about. He saw his face every time he looked at me, heard his voice every time I spoke.
I did feel awful about that. But I also felt like I was being wronged as well. It wasn't my choice to end up in this body. I hadn't chosen this face or this voice.
A purple flame, wonder what that means?
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