Jenna was gone tonight, and it looked like she was planning on being gone for a bit. There was no explaining what was going on between she and Rem, but it was clear that it skirted somewhere on that line of love and hate. Maybe more hate than love. Despite all her years alone, Val hated the hollow sound. It only fed into her thoughts that she was meant to be alone for all her days. Her thoughts drifted to Apollo. He could be something more. Her mind fed her the line, and she silently scoffed at the idea. He might kiss like he meant it, but she knew him, could feel him. She knew his heart in this, and there was no way she’d go in part way with someone like that. Half-hearted was not the sort of romance she wanted to invest in. And despite how she had acted with her brother, he was right somewhat. She deserved more than someone who couldn’t make up his mind. She breathed in and let it out slowly. His sort of half-hearted love wasn’t what she wanted. But then, she wasn’t sure that if she got what she wanted, she would be able to return those feelings.
