Demencia’s jaw tightened like she had been caught saying something foul. But she didn’t deny it or shy from it. She nodded her head quietly. “Mhhmm. I do.”
Shimmer slowly walked over to the lizard lady and gently poked her cheek. Blinking a few times, she quickly reached out with a claw and stabbed herself in the sharp “Ow!” but made no other move. “I… I don’t understand… I’m not supposed to be loved… nobody loves me back… and this… this isn’t a dream…” she said, tears prickling ar the corners of her eyes.
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