I felt vulnerable the more little kisses he gave me as he also made me follow him to the window.
He would say he was going and yet... He would still give another kiss on my lips, simply reluctant to let go… Just as I was.
It's troubling how much I wanted him to stay… The chair and table… I even made Paige and Vitor move it away as he had suggested since I do think I should look at the outside differently.
However…
'Now every time my eyes wander off to that window… I feel unhappy…'
This sensation I refuse to name keeps growing… And I miss him… so vividly now that my leave from the palace happened. Much more than I had imagined...
Sigh... It's... troubling. So, so troubling...
But this rule of not naming it is for our own good… The original should begin in two months… This world's months… And then…
