Raymond clenched his fists tightly, his mind replaying the scene of a few minutes ago.
Despite his best efforts, the damn memory of holding hands with Ellen refused to leave his mind. Like sinking into quicksand—the more he tried to escape, the deeper he sunk.
Her soft palm, elegant fingers, warm touch,every line and crease on her hand...all of it was practically engrained into his head.
'AHHHHHHHHH!'
Raymond let out an ear piercing shriek inside of his head.
His own heart rate spiked just from remembering it. Something had to be seriously wrong with him.
He let out a deep breath, unclenching his fists.
Next to him, unbeknownst to Raymond. Ellen was going through just about the same thing that he was. That being, mentally screaming as she tried to put out the fire caused by them holding hands.
The aftereffects was truly powerful, even now. The two of them were still trying to overcome this mental problem without showing it to the other.
