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"I'm fine, guys. You just barely met me. You don't know me enough to say those kinds of things." I walked into my room leaving them in the hallway.

After I shut my door I took off my weapons and robe, leaving myself in my black pants, white tank top and brown knee high boots. I took off my boots and walked to my bed. I threw myself onto it face first. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I just let them flow. I really needed this. I just cried into my pillow. I really hate Azren right now. Why does he treat me so much like a jerk? After like ten minutes, my eyes went dry. That's when I heard a knock on my door. Wiping what tears were left on my face to dry my face.

"Who is it?" I yelled at the door.

"It's Ezio, Innamorato," Ezio called in.

"Come in." I sat up on the edge on my bed as he started opening the door. "What is it Ezio?"

"Are you alright?"

"I already told you I'm fine."

"Your voice may have said that, but your eyes tell a different story." He walked in and closed the door behind him.

"My voice and my eyes say the same thing. They say I'm fine."

He walked towards me and took off his hood to reveal his face to me. "May I?" He gestured to my bed.

"Ya go ahead."

"Megan, you cannot lie to a master assassin. Tell me what is on your mind, mio amico."

I took a deep breath thinking of whether I can tell him my feelings or not. I have always kept to myself about my feelings. I have always felt like an outsider when it comes to things like this. "Nothing is on my mind, Ezio." I could tell I had sadness in my voice. It looks like Ezio could, too.

"What did I say about lying? I know we have just met, but you can trust me."

"I don't trust anyone. My feelings are my own."

"Innamorato," he said softly. He put his hand under my chin to turn my head towards him. He looked into my eyes for a moment before putting his lips to mine. The kiss was soft and sweet. He pulled away after a moment. "You can trust me."

All I could do was look into his beautiful brown eyes. Could I really trust this man I just met? Could I trust this man from a different time? He then moved his hand from under my chin and rubbed my cheek. I closed my eyes and moved my head into his hand wanting his touch. What am I think? This man is my ancestor. But his touch feels so good on my face. I opened my eyes, grabbed his hand and put it down on my leg, interlocking fingers.

"Ezio," I said softly. I don't know what to say to him. "I…"

"Megan." I looked up at him. "I just want to help you. You seem so troubled."

"I…" That was all I could say. Then I started to feel tears running down my face.

"Megan, you are crying. Are you alright?" He wiped away the tear on my cheek with his other hand, so he didn't let go of my hand.

"I don't share my feelings with people. It isn't something that I feel shouldn't be shared. That's just how I see it."

"You can share with me, Bello. I will keep them a secret. You can trust me."

"I just don't know what to say." I looked down into my lap where our hands are still interlaced. I squeezed his hand a little more and feel tears bursting from my eyes. I lean into Ezio's chest and just start crying. He then wraps his arm around me. He embraces me and puts his chin on top of my head. I feel comforted by this. I feel safe, like nothing can hurt me when I'm in his arms. Is this what I think this is? Do I love this man? This man from a different place and time. This man, who makes me feel so much better. What do I do? My tears begin to stop flowing. I lean back from his chest and look into his eyes. He looks back into mine. I lean forward and place my lips on his. We kiss as if we were lovers. His hand goes up to my cheek and strokes it. We kiss for what seemed like an eternity, but I have to pull away for air. I look into his eyes again. They are so beautiful.

"Ezio," I whispered. "Why are you treating me like this?"

"What do you mean?" He asked back.

"Why are you being so nice to me? Why are you acting this way towards me?"

"Well, Megan. It is because I find you to be very beautiful."

"So?"

"Do I need any other reason?"

"You are my ancestor. It seems weird." I pulled my hand away from his and turned my back toward him. "And besides that, we just met."

"Innamorato…"

"Don't call me that!"

"Megan…"

"You say all these things to me. I don't even know what half the things mean." I could feel the tears welling up behind my eyes.

"Megan, I have a question for you. Why do you not allow yourself to love?"

My eyes went wide. I couldn't believe what he was saying. I allow myself to love. But do I, towards him? My mind was racing. What did he mean by that? I started to hum my song to calm my mind. I tried to stay quiet. I guess I failed at that.

"You should just sing it," He whispered in my ear. "You have a wonderful voice."

I stopped humming. "No I do not. No one wants to hear me." I put my feet up on the bed and put my face into my knees. I could feel the one tear I have left rundown my face. I then felt strong arms embrace me.

"I want to hear you. I am listening." He put his head on my upper back.

"Could you leave me alone for a while, Ezio?"

"Megan, you shouldn't go through this on your own."

"Please. I just want to be alone."

"Alright." He unwrapped his arms from around me and walked out the door. I got up from my bed and went into the only empty corner of my room. I feel to the floor, wrapped my arms around my legs and put my face back into my knees. What am I going to do? Could I really feel this way towards him? I could feel my eyelids growing heavy. I need to stay awake to think about this. I started to sing my song again.

"Look up towards the stars and see,

More than just the stars,

Look all around you,

See what nature has given you." At that point I gave in to what my eyes were telling me. Hopefully this will be a peaceful slumber.