Leah was never one to cause a scene. She wasn’t much of a social person as it was. Though, her stomach would twist in a sickening way when watched someone else trying to get close to you. It was as if a dark cloud had dogged her mind. Before she knew it, she was dragging you back to her cottage. You were asking questions, confused by her silence and urgency.

Arriving inside of her cottage she would instantly pin you up against the wall and glare down at you.

“I need you to kiss me.”