[Afternoon]
Ovelia's POV
I hugged the pillow to my chest until the embroidered edges dug into my forearms, my body still thrumming with leftover adrenaline. Though the misunderstanding with Ace had been resolved, his abrupt departure left a hollow space between my ribs that ached with each breath. The revelation of my own feelings had exploded through me like summer lightning - first the dazzling brightness of realization, then the rolling thunder of consequences.
This is love then, I thought, pressing my flaming cheek against the cool cotton pillowcase. Not just the sweet parts, but the terrifying free-fall too.
"Lady Firera?" I reached out mentally, my fingers curling tighter around the pillow's edges.
Her presence shimmered in my consciousness like heat waves over desert sands. "You seem troubled. What weighs on your heart?"
