[ The idea that the marks are in control of their emotions hadn't even occurred to her and it paints an unfortunate perspective in her head. That surge of happiness during their kiss, the sense of finding the one who completes her... it's terrifying to think that her feelings aren't of her own violation. The deeper this rabbit hole gets, the scarier it becomes, she's doing everything in her power to not panic but there's no denying the anxiety that's starting to form in her heart. ]
I... I wish I could give you a straight answer.
[ No. They shouldn't be okay with their emotions being under control. Logically, that's the correct answer to give him. But for reasons unknown, she can't bring herself to say those words.
She shifts her gaze towards the ground, feeling beyond embarrassed by what she said to him. Calling him her missing piece... how could she say such an intense phrase to someone she just met? In the heat of her shame, the glowing light on her chest finally fades away. And now, she just wants to bury her head in the ground. ]
Sorry if I made this weird. Maybe we should call it a day.
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I... I wish I could give you a straight answer.
[ No. They shouldn't be okay with their emotions being under control. Logically, that's the correct answer to give him. But for reasons unknown, she can't bring herself to say those words.
She shifts her gaze towards the ground, feeling beyond embarrassed by what she said to him. Calling him her missing piece... how could she say such an intense phrase to someone she just met? In the heat of her shame, the glowing light on her chest finally fades away. And now, she just wants to bury her head in the ground. ]
Sorry if I made this weird. Maybe we should call it a day.