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Giving Him Time
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2025-03-24 18:03:22Sebastian’s POV
Letting Helios keep control is unsettling. All he’s been doing is walking and carrying her, but I still feel like I’m missing out on something. Strangely, that’s exactly why I didn’t take back control.
If I feel like this after only a short time, then I can only imagine how Helios felt every time I pushed him to the back of my mind and ignored his feelings. I’m not sure how long it’s been before I feel the shift. Helios slips back, and I’m pushed forward.
Gaining control again, I instinctively tighten my hold on her.
I can share.
Helios’ voice growls in my mind.
“Yeah, yeah, it’s me who can’t,” I mutter. That’s the truth. I can’t share. It’s not that I don’t feel what he does. I do. Everything Helios felt while holding her, I could feel too, but it was muted, not as strong or as intense. Which, I guess, is exactly what frustr
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