Jordy Rivers. Merry oak. Merry oak (№ 162390)

And yet... even I was doubtful. My soul was screaming about having to kiss Grinel, about the only correct thing, but the mind was afraid. What if she doesn't respond? What if she gets mad? And I listened to your mind, your fear, woven of doubt.
Eleanor looked down and turned away.
From anger, I wanted to bite off his hand.