C41 Romantic

Torture is happiness. Torture is life. Life can’t do without it and-

“What are you doing?”

I pause and peel my eyes open to see Gwen staring at me in confusion. I stop my act, dropping my harmonized fingers down but my ankles still across each other.

“I’m mediating. What do you think I’m doing?” Suckling in a breath, I break out of my position. I mean that I stand up