Annie, this girl is so impetuous whenever she feels at ease. I contemplate her sleeping figure. A smile plasterer's its way over my lips. I am not myself around her. I can't maintain a stoic face around her. I inhale the scent of her perfume. She is so beautiful, smart, funny.. What is there not to like? Can I let her in? I pushed aside a hair ticketing her nose and battled against my desire to kiss her. No... not this way. I am not that type, but today somehow I wish I was. I walk out before my head continues to spin around her. I take a last look at her. I can't help but wonder... Why does my father have such interest in you, enough to promote me and give me my freedom back? Reluctantly, I close the door behind me. Besides, why was the high priestess unaccountable for her actions? Not only did she erase your memory, she worked hard to kill half of you. I can't help but feel sorry. As if it wasn't enough, your mother ditch you like garbage, and you manage to keep smiling. "Annie... who or what are you really?" I ask myself, now ready to type my report, I will just write down the bare minimum about you until I decide what to do with you. *:.,..:*:,..,..:*.: Achievements #1 staying strong #3 study #8 she-wolf 😱 thank you 👀! 21-06-2022 #16 young adult romance #72 inspiration