These Blue Grey Eyes Hold Pain Inside

Misha lifted her head up, a thought crossing her mind. What were Day's feelings towards her? Even though they had only spent time together on two occasions, Misha had felt something there in her shattered membranes of her heart, something she felt for Day. She wouldn't dare word the thoughts out of her mind; for she had felt nervous to ask. The small fae kept the thought in her mind. What if he didn't have this feeling towards her as she did with him? What would she do? Misha mentally kicked herself. Just back to solitary. Solitary was her only company she had ever known. And her trusty steed; pain.