Chapter 24 - Good Morning

• I couldn't even stand the heat I was carrying, my own fire was burning me and I didn't know how to put it out or at least calm it down, it just seemed like something impossible to achieve. Take your own medicine Nova, just like that idiot says.
• I knew I shouldn't play with fire but it was too late and that bastard knew exactly how to make me feel this way. He had made good on his damn threat, a plus on his part for the moment.
• The worst of all was that my hands no longer felt the same and that fire alone became unmanageable, I couldn't find any way for them to be enough as they had always been. I could accept that he left me where he left me even if I did not agree with the same, in the same way I was returning the same cards that I had thrown away and I had no right to complain for that same reason. But what I couldn't assimilate was that my hands could no longer satisfy me in the same way: What did their hands have? What the fuck was that with his simple mouth?