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~ VITA IN MOTU ~


AMBERLE'S POV

During the week since my mild concussion, things had been... pretty calm, for the most part.

Enzo and Kai only had the occasional argument, Leilah and the Shadow Realm kept their distance, and as far as I could tell, no one had gotten hurt.

That didn't mean Kai wasn't working me day and night, however, oh no. He'd barely given me twenty-four hours to recover before waking me up the following morning, ready to continue practising. He was just eager to leave, he swore to me, but his promises didn't stop the warning bells ringing in my head every time he'd push me almost a little too far.

Was he trying to kill me?

But I thought better than to question it aloud, mostly because he and I wanted the same thing. I knew what I'd been signing up for the instant I decided I was going to do whatever it took to save all of us.

Even Enzo seemed to have come around to the idea since then. I didn't know what had happened for his mind to change so drastically, but it made my life easier so I didn't pester for answers. Enzo's secrets were his own - as long as they didn't affect me, I was fine with him keeping them.

However, in exchange for his compliance, I had to deal with his sudden, out-of-character distance. Enzo didn't hover over-protectively, he didn't snap at Kai any time he got too close. For once, it was like Enzo trusted me enough to be able to take care of myself.

It was strange for him to act so unfazed in my presence, but if the result was extra breathing room? I would say it was a worthy deal.

But as time went on, the more his blissful detachment began to affect me. I thought we were friends... Had I done something to hurt him again? If I had, I wished he would just spit it out so we could move past it. The uncertainty was causing interference in my brain, and soon enough, it was all I could focus on.

Why did he no longer give a damn about my existence?

I peered over at him sitting on the couch across the library that morning while the thought materialised, watching him read a book quietly as I attempted to create a shadow orb.

As I stumbled due to my lack of attentiveness, the orb fizzled out and I blinked back to reality, dropping my palms.

"What's the matter?" Kai questioned in exasperation, noticing my distracted state. "You've done this a hundred times before."

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐄 ~ Kai Parker • Enzo St. JohnWhere stories live. Discover now