<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla sank part way under the water, blowing bubbles angrily until she needed to come up to breathe, her skin tinged pink from the heat. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">“And maybe that's part of the problem. I’m never alone. And Alexi goes and tells every thought that goes through my head to you anyways… so why don’t you go ask him?”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> she let out an aggravated sigh and rested her neck against the cool back of the tub, pulling her wet hair forwards so it floated in front of her. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">“It’s… we knew getting used to this connection wouldn’t be easy. Especially for one of us in particular.”</span>