The look Sylas was giving her stole her breath. The look he was giving her was freezing her to the bones, at the same time igniting a fire in her heart.
She finally tore her gaze off him, refusing to reply.
Sylas only had to think about it for a moment and the answer appeared right there in his mind, "Eric Pendragon,"
She snapped her eyes back at him, shocked at first, then remembered she had made it so obvious that she liked him anywhere they went.
"It doesn't matter," She said again, "He doesn't want me. Zeke doesn't seem to have any interest in me either, but who am I to blame anyone?" She let out a humourless, sad laughter, "I'm the one pretending to be a guy. I'm the one who has to get over my attraction issues,"
She pursed her lips, quiet for some time, then looked at him, "I want it all to stop hurting. Can you help me?"
Sylas blinked, watching her, "What do you mean?"
