Who Do You Think You Are

[Millicent]

I am bubbling over with anger, even as his kiss sends tingles into every part of me, my body aching to respond to his touch. As he leans into me, I smell the fresh clean scent of soap, feel his clean hair tickling my cheeks, taste the fresh sweet taste of berries and cream on his mouth and I want so much for this to be real. I would have given anything to have Leon touch me in this way--like he wants me and cannot live without me. I've had a small crush on him since that first night he found me in the main hall, scared and alone. He was the one who picked me up and cared for me and dried my tears when Primus was done with me. A man who seemed to care for me when nobody else had ever shown me kindness.

I could spend the rest of my life with Leon if he wanted me.

This person sitting next to my bed is not Leon. Leon would never reach for me in this way. Leon would never be this bold.

The imposter presses me closer to him, trying to deepen the kiss.

I open my mouth