A Traveler's Conviction

“I was rejected by Carla.”

At Lin’s remark, Monica thought,

What had happened to all that talk of love?

Rubelmeria furrowed only their brows, their expression otherwise blank, and groaned low. “Grrrr...”

Monica cautiously asked Lin,

“Um, uh... what exactly happened after the ceremony...?”

“Yes. At that moment, I began thinking about the feelings that had blossomed in my heart.”

The wind spirit, disguised as a beautiful golden-haired woman, placed a hand over their chest and closed their eyes.

As if replaying those events and questioning themself.

“A deep affection welling up from the depths of my heart. A longing to touch her, to be by her side. A powerful emotion, all tangled together, stirring my heart like a spring storm...”...