Hello again! I'm back from vacation, and it was so much fun! Anyways, I wrote some more for this story, so here's a chapter! Enjoy, and please review!

Chapter 7

I hurriedly walk away from the couple, lengthening my strides until I'm far away from them, too far away to hear their laughter entwining in harmony. The way they look together, it seems impossible that they can ever be apart. They are the perfect couple, perfect in every way. Both are handsome, Simon being Lady Heatherford's knight in shining armor. She looks so strong-minded, sure in all that she does. She never really gave a romantic thought towards me, she's too smart and strong for that…

I put a hand over my face, willing the tears angrily from my eyes. How could I have let myself become so open? That day that we had spent together, that meant nothing, And why had I even thought of it? My entire life, and nothing has effected me so much as those few hours with her.

She had needed help, and was thankful for it, rewarding me with her beautiful smile. How could I have ever let the notion that she might have felt something for me enter my mind? No, that wasn't it, because I never believed that she would let me into her world; but it was only I, who took into my silly head that I would be given the true honor of loving her.

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We return from our walk, and I go up to my room, my mind a little fuzzy. I can't put my mind around it, but for some reason, when I saw Christian walk away from us into the woods, I felt something drop in my stomach. Maybe it was the way that he held his hand over his face, as if his expression was too much to handle. I can't understand it, and I don't want to. The very thought… If Christian actually felt something for me…

I sit on the side of my bed, angry and depressed at the same time. My life had been so easy before I met Christian. What made it so different now? Why could I not push Christian's image from my mind?

I bring up a pillow and smash it against my face, falling back onto my bed with a plop. The soft down smothers my snarl of frustration. How could I be doing this? How could I even be thinking about it? Simon and I are made for each other! Simon would never look twice at another woman! I bring up an image of him in my head, and I feel the same tingle run through my body at the sight, but it seems automatic, as if I'm supposed to feel it. No one is pushing us together, and each kiss for us is something new, special. What I feel for Christian is completely different.

It still feels special…

I pound my blankets with a clenched fist. That's it. I need to sort these feelings out, and the only way to so that is to talk to Christian face to face. With him in front of me, I can fully understand that what I feel is not, in fact, attraction, but just a strange friendship that I might wish for for it being an oddity.

Yes, I will see him again, but not today. No, I'll have to wait, wait for a time to come around, where I can see him again. But today, today I'll go along with my schedule, my plan working itself out in my head, as I compose myself and descend the stairs for supper.

End of Chapter 7

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