TheClosetKidnapper

Ryder I nod back and slip into silence again.

Ryder I do the same and sigh, "Do you want to go riding after this?"

Ryder I lead the horse out and repeat the same process.

Ryder I get back to work and ignore my headache, refusing to look up at the loft again.

Ryder I nod and stand, "Yeah. Fine."

Ryder Calming, I look at her and find her fangs back, "Sorry. I-I'm okay now."

Ryder I put my hand down and glance up at the loft again, swallowing.

Ryder I keep looking at my hand, turning it over, as if it'll do the same thing all over again.

Ryder I don't argue, my one hand shaking, and nod. Swallowing, I blink and find my hand just feathers for a moment. When I blink again, it's back to normal. ...

Ryder I hesitate before nodding, blinking a few times. Feeling slightly weak, I try to continue my work.

Ryder As I look up at the loft, a barrage of images pounds through my skull and leaves me with a sharp pain behind my eyes. Cursing under my breath, ...

Ryder I nod and realize I've stopped, listening to something, "I know."

Ryder I nod and glance up at the loft, wondering how I got out here last night.

Ryder "You can sit down if you want," I tell her. "You don't have to keep helping me."

Ryder I lead the horse out again and try to think of something more to say.