A Dance of Fragile Souls

"All I wanted was to envelop you in my embrace, to offer solace," Minhe continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "When you trembled, an overwhelming urge consumed me, to hold you close and relieve your suffering, even if only for a brief moment."

Nellas' breath hitched in his throat, a blend of surprise and astonishment coursing through him as the depth of Minhe's sentiments washed over his being.

His eyes widened, bearing witness to a realization that left him stunned, overwhelmed by the weight of her emotions.

Don't tell me... She... he thought, his mind reeling.

The full extent of Minhe's feelings struck him with an intensity he hadn't anticipated. No... No way... She can't feel that way...

The realization crashed over Nellas, leaving him at a loss.

He had always regarded Minhe as a compassionate friend, someone who cared deeply for others. But this... This was different.