Smells like freedom

I looked around my new room. The wooden boards were framing a huge, wall-size window in front of me, which opened onto a small balcony. It let out a magnificent amount of light, just enough to brighten up the dark wooden floor. The white, raw walls perfectly corresponded with the dark brown flooring and the wooden furniture's skeletons wrapped in light-cream leather. But the most stunning part of the room was my new bed. The massive ebony frame went up to the ceiling, crowning the bed with a beautiful cream-white canopy. Below the falling layers of a silk-like fabric were a soft quilt and multiple down pillows. It was all amazingly cozy, but at the same time, unquestionably sexy. Just looking at it put me in a mood to…

My heart ached again.

I started to question whether that stupid bond-breaking formula, which I said aloud as if I had casted a spell, even worked. Maybe it did… on Sariel. Perhaps I didn't feel any change within me because I was a human&hel