I went to my room ahead of Sahiro, wondering just how he was reacting. Did he totally hate me now? Why had I even done that? God, I was so stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid! Stupid emotions. Well, that wasn't going to happen again. No. My emotions were getting cut off.

I wasn't going to get my hopes up, either. Chances of Sahiro choosing immortality over mortality, something I greatly wanted, was slim to none. Sure, he said that no one accepted him, but he was still young- only 15. He had his whole life ahead of him. Surely over the years he would find someone of his own status that he would rather spend the rest of his days with.

I fell onto my bed and stared at the wall. I was to anxious to sleep, but I was tired, so I forced myself to count sheep, anything to try and get me tired. After awhile, I finally dozed off. But it was a restless sleep because I was too anxious to know his answer.

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