Zethar;
"I started noticing it. Every time. Every single time he needed something… it was you."
When I turn back to look at him, I find that he's watching me, so I smile and look away again. I can't hold his gaze and say this at the same time. I don't have the guts to.
"I started wondering why it was never me," I confess, and shut my eyes in shame.
The words feel ugly in my mouth. Bitter, but cruelly true.
"I'm there. I'm always there. And still—" I stop. My fingers curl at my sides as my throat tightens.
"Still, it's like I don't exist." I breathe, and silence wraps around us. Around me.
Heavy and suffocating. Like the guilt and shame currently strangling me.
"I don't feel him. Not the way you do… Not the way you and Koda do." I say, quieter now, as my fists curl so tight my nails start digging into my palm.
"Even with the bond… I feel like an outsider. I feel like… nothing." I add with another small laugh as I look up at Zephan, and he's watching me in silence.
