Bre looked up at her loving soon-to-be husband as he wiped her tears away. He kissed her, and she kissed back, knotting her fingers through his.<br/>"Are you sure? Are you positive that he can't control me?" She asked, not budging from where she stood til he answered her question.<br/>She lost in the tugging battle and ended up by the door, wincing as the door made a very loud noise. She slipped her other hand around Helkior's arm and mentally prepared herself for meeting his family.<br/>She let go of him as he told her to wait in the room. A tiny bit grumpy now, she cracked open the door and listened to the conversation outside, without much interest.<br/>Deep in her chest, every time Helk left her side, a piece of her left with him. The only pure piece she had left, her being. Her essence, the very thing that made her, Bre. She rubbed her eyes and fought off the feelings creeping back into her mind.<br/>Helk called her name and she dropped her hands to her sides, unclenching her hands quickly. Reaching for the door, she breathed a small sigh of relief.<br/>She walked through the door and slipped her hand into his, partially hiding behind his<br/>shoulder.<br/>"Hello. I'm Bre." She muttered, looking at the most stunningly beautiful woman she'd ever seen. She hesitantly held out her free hand to the other woman.