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Ever since the incident at the Royal Palace about four years ago, I couldn't help but feel repulsive of people's touch but never did I ever feel disgusted when I touched Bronze, and even now I wasn't even slightly repulsive of him but I was in a state of shock as Bronze would never speak in such a manner. He truly seemed desperate. His hand was trembling and he looked into my eyes as if he wanted to drown in them and disappear so that his pain could go away. 

The first of me getting rejected by him slowly vanished and deep in my chest, I started to feel happy. I rested my cheek on his palm and looked back at him with everything in me. I saw that he looked at me as if I was his world. HE shook his head sideways as if still trying to run away, He pulled away his hand and guilt took over his eyes. When the warmth of his hand moved away from my cheek I felt vacant,