““So he is your intended, then?” He asks it casually enough. A smile still rests on his lips. But one mental switch and I can see he’s swirling with a dark green. Jealousy in its deepest rawest form.”
““So he is your intended, then?” He asks it casually enough. A smile still rests on his lips. But one mental switch and I can see he’s swirling with a dark green. Jealousy in its deepest rawest form.”