<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla tilted her head so their heads were touching , just a little. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">“I wasn’t… I was just… trying to make it go away. So it wouldn’t affect him. He’s always so focused. I don’t want to hold him back.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> her mind back on where this had all started, her frustration and jealousy, watching him work away on his research for entry into the fourth circle. She sighed.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d"> “I’m always holding him back…”</span>