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ground, letting the hair from
her ponytail fall to the side of her cheek so that she
couldn’t see him out of the corner of her eye. She didn’t
know why, but she walked away from him. She didn’t
want to. She wanted to be closer, but she was scared that
this was just a trick. She was being called to him, like a
bee to a flower, like a naïve girl to a wonderful, magnificent, gorgeous creature that was going to take her away
into the forest.
Tru could feel the warm blood rushing into her cheeks.
“I don’t know,” she whispered.
When she turned to look up at Edyn, the blood in her
cheeks began rising even more. It felt like her head was
going to explode. Tru took a deep breath. But before she
could speak, Edyn opened his mouth and began talking.
“Ask me what you want to ask. Please, I cannot take
this silence anymore. It is killing me.”
Tru hadn’t realized that there must have been more
than mere seconds of stillness between the two of them.
“I know you have questions for me. Why do you not
ask them?”
But which one was she supposed to ask first?
How old is he? Why don’t fairies live peacefully with
humans anymore? Why is he so beautiful? What does his
name mean? What is his favorite color? Am I dreaming?
Does he get cold without a shirt? What did the tattoos
mean? Why am I going crazy over him?
As her mind went on a wild rampage, Tru could hear
the faint sound of laughter coming from Edyn’s direction
once again.
Quickly, she twisted around and walked back to the
center of the meadow so she could distance herself from
him. Tru looked up at the moon that now hung in a cloudless sky, and then back down at the meadow that was
flooded with its light.
“You were the one who came to me last night. You
knew my grandma, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
Tru looked back at him.
“She knew you when she was younger?”
“Yes.”
“And you loved her, didn’t you?”
There was no answer.
“And she loved you?”
Still, there was no answer.
“But she chose my grandfather.” Tru looked away from
him. She knew she had hit a sour note, and by the look on
his face, she could tell he wasn’t happy. Maggie and the
young man standing before Tru were in love at one point
in time. But for some reason, she chose someone else.
Was she crazy? What could possibly make her choose
another man over this one? What were his flaws? What
was he possibly missing? Could my grandpa offer her
something Edyn could not? Did she want something better than him?
Edyn’s eyes had become almost heartbreaking. Pools of
tears were lined around their edges. And strangely, they
were now a very deep hunter green color. Tru couldn’t
help but watch him, feeling his pain almost instantly.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. She walked closer to him,
but not close enough touch him if she reached out her
hand. She didn’t know what he was capable of when he
experienced different emotions.
But, he did not move. He didn’t even speak.
The silence was killing her. Tru didn’t mean to make
him upset, and now that she had, she felt that she was
going to lose her one chance at having a friend here. True,
she had Bethany, but her friendship was not something
Tru really enjoyed. She didn’t fit in with Bethany and her
high-maintenance friends. Tru wanted Edyn’s friendship.
She required Edyn’s friendship. She felt strangely connected to the young man standing in front of her. They
had something in common, but Tru wasn’t quite sure yet
what that might be.
The two of them stood in the dark⎯ God only knows
how long⎯ staring at one another. Tru watched his eyes
turn from their once dark hunter green to a very calm and
collected sea foam hue, the only evidence that showed
that he was possibly calming down.
“Do not be sorry.”
Finally , she thought.
He cautiously walked closer to her. “Reliving the past
is not a recommended pass-time for anyone.”
“But I shouldn’t have brought it up.”
“You were inquisitive. I understand. I would