The Whispers of The Sprite (The Whispers series #1) by Joanna Mazurkiewicz

changed his mind about seeing me after losing control and kissing me the day before. After a morning shower and breakfast, I ignore text messages from George and leave the house.
     
    It is freezing cold outside and the weather report has forecasted snow in the early evening. Gabriel isn't anywhere around and I admit to my subconscious that I wish that he would be somewhere close to me. A few Sprites pass me on my way to university.
     
    The morning is relatively quiet. A lot of students probably finished up the term earlier than they should. I believe that many stopped participating in the last week of lectures and favoured sleeping rather than attending classes. The low temperatures could be to blame as well. I almost run to get to the building, hoping to buy a cup of tea, but I stop instantly when I notice Gabriel standing further away. He isn't alone and he isn't looking at me. He is too preoccupied kissing his fiancée, Rose.
     
    I don’t want to look at them, but I can't move. My body stops responding. I want to run away, but I am standing there staring at them, entirely powerless. Betrayed; that's how he makes me feel, kissing her fervently without hesitation. He kissed me a few days ago with the same passion in which he is touching her now. I don't want him to know that I am watching them, so I force myself to walk away. My limbs are heavy, while an unknown pain spreads inside my heart. This feeling is uncontrollable. I try to recall seeing George when I caught him with another woman, but I can't compare the emotions that flow through me at this moment.
     
    The tears start to stream down my cheeks while other people are glancing at me, wondering if I am all right. I can't stand any more confused looks, so I rush home. I allow myself to cry hysterically when I close the door in my bedroom. I have been used by a non-existent creature that doesn't care about my feelings. I am a human and I might be weak, but I won’t allow anyone to treat me this way.
     
    How could I be so stupid as to fall for him? I take my phone and stare at the screen for a few seconds, then I dial George's number. He doesn't pick up, so I leave him a voicemail. George would appear to be the only one who could make me forget about Gabriel. I stop crying and feel sorry for myself. Gabriel is forbidden to have any kind of contact with me, but what I saw today makes me angry.
     
    What kind of game is he playing with me? The silence is almost screaming in my ears. I walk downstairs to make a cup of tea. My hands are still shaking when I put the kettle on to try to calm my heavy breathing. I am not able to analyse what I saw. Emptiness begins to creep over my body and I begin asking myself repeatedly why I let him do this to me. I let another man break my heart.
     
    ‘Ania,’ says the familiar voice.
     
    I turn around to look at Gabriel, who is standing in my kitchen in daylight. I drop the cup; it breaks, making a lot of noise.
     
    ‘What the hell is wrong with you?!’ I shout, looking at him while my I feel a lurch in my stomach. I am furious that he is seeing me like this. My eyes are still red. He obviously knows that I saw him with Rose and he shows up here to humiliate me even more.
     
    ‘I am sorry that you had to see that,’ he says, stepping closer towards me, his expression softening with concern. His deep blue eyes are distressed and full of pity and I step back. I can't be so close to him.
     
    I don’t want to see you. Get out of my house!’ I roar, shaking. I begin to pick the crushed pieces of the cup off the floor. How dare he show up in my kitchen as if he owns it? ‘You are a liar. I thought you couldn’t talk to me in the daylight?!’
     
    ‘You have to calm down. I can explain, but I only have a few minutes,’ he says, squatting closer to me while putting his hands on my arms. Suddenly, all my anger vanishes and I am looking directly into his eyes, feeling calm and restrained.
     
    ‘Get out,’ I whisper,