The scenery around the castle was like something from a story book. Beautiful, serene, peaceful. All the things I wasn't really. Not deep down. I had an ugly soul, an ugly personality.
Ethan would be waking to an empty bed. Would he be hurt? He was a nice guy. Seemed very genuine. I didn't deserve to mess around with someone like that. He deserved better than that. Better than me. I sighed as I leaned forward and rested my forehead on the glass. What was the matter with me?
Suddenly, my door opened, startling me. Turning, I found Ethan standing at the threshold. Ethan. There he was. He came looking for me.
"Hello," he looked a little nervous, out of place almost. He took a step forward and shut the door, standing in the same place, not making any motion towards me. What was he thinking? Was he waiting for me to fix the situation?
"Ethan," I practically breathed his name. I was flooded with a bunch of different emotions I didn't know I could feel. Joy, warmth, nervousness, anxiety. What if he was here to tell me to leave him alone? What if he was going to tell me he wanted nothing more to do with me, that last night had been a mistake?
I suddenly realized I was still naked and in my truest form. Fuck. I turned around quickly, shifting into a powerful, elf princess I had met a couple years ago, and I moved towards the bed to grab my clothes. I hoped he hadn't seen the real me. It wasn't something I let anyone see, and I wasn't ready to show Ethan that side of me yet. There were too many reminders of the past I tried to forget.
Smoothly putting my clothes on, I turned to Ethan and asked, "What are you doing here?"
He shifted weight from one foot to the other. "When I woke up, you weren't there," he was stating the obvious.
Once dressed, I tried to stand dignified in the middle of the room, making no effort to move towards him. If he was going to tell me he didn't want me around anymore, I wasn't going to make this easy for him.
