Find it hard … without love.

Gianna sighed before leaning on the pillow behind her. "You already feel like this for him. What can I say?" she huffed. "But Wenna, have you never thought that thing between you and him is going way too fast? The way you are falling …sorry I mean, feeling for him is still so early given how recently you met with him?" 

Arwen stared at her. She understood what she was implying to say. And of course, she had felt all that Gianna had mentioned. She knew the way her feelings had changed for Aiden over time; the way she had started to feel for him was way too fast than it should be. 

But had she had control of it?

From the very first day, she hadn't had any control. The moment her eyes fell on him; the moment she saw him —she turned to be the moth who couldn't hold herself back from getting bewitched by the fire.