Fisraee sat there for moment, and then it clicked. She couldn't hide from the feeling anymore. This person loved him, wanted him, and needed him, and she was willing to break out to prove it. She wanted more. She stood up and faced up him, starting to walk over to where he moved, and then stopped.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">He loves Vira. Not you. You aren't her.</span>Her heart seemed to shatter right then and there. She knew it too be true. He was in love with someone she no longer was. She was someone different. She was Fisraee, not his love. Her body felt cold and numb, and her will to find a different plan vanished. It couldn't be so bad, marrying a man that you only just met last night. A man you had no connection to what-so-ever. Something dark seemed to ball up inside of her, and she felt a colder presence, a presence that would be happy and content with the just sitting in the shadows. Fisraee had enough with these damn presences though she shouted at the it in her head.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF8040">If you dare try to control like the other one, i will make sure your memory will be obliterated from this body. I control it now, and i will not have a three way struggle for my life!</span></span><br/><br/>It was as if she had fallen into a black pit. She could only see inside her head not the room she had  just been in. She felt the presence behind her, and she slowly turned. She trembled, staring into two enormous red eyes. They showed anger and sorrow and pain all rolled into one.<br/>and the voice that drifted out of no where was like velvet, soft and silky, almost with a purr like quality.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF0000">I dont want your life dear. He doesn't love me either. So if you would please, GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!</span><br/><br/>Fisraee was thrown out of the slight dreamscape with a snap. She stood staring at Vashen.<br/><br/>She had made her choice.<br/><br/>"I have to go prepare for a wedding." She turned quickly and let her hand rest on the door-handle.<br/><br/>"You love Vira. I'm not Vira. Sadly, i think......I may have fallen for you as well. But your heart is taken, by someone who i once was. I don't know how to get her back. That was just....a coincidence. I'm sorry." She opened the door, stepped outside, closed it, and sunk to the floor, face in hands, crying.