She walked with him quietly and every once in a while she'd look up at him with some fear in her eyes. It wasn't that she had hurt Vincent, it wasn't that he seemed cold and stoic. It the thought of how he would respond once she told him how she was feeling.<br/><br/>The look of fear she had in her eyes was just that...fear. It would be easy to misconstrue that she was afraid of him. It wasn't until the reached the room that her knees buckled under her and she fell to the ground. "<span style="color: #BF00BF">Alec...I'm so sorry.</span>" she said instantly as tears were evident in her voice, and she didn't look at him.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #BF00BF">I've had horrible thoughts and desires..</span>" she said hiding her face. She was embarrassed, scared and confused. It was upsetting enough to feel this way, completely different to see it. It was almost as if she were being tortured...but no one was hurting her.