Transmigrated into a Fantasy World with No Clue What To Do Chapter 36: Chapter 35: Angus and the Long Goodbye / -pation

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Chapter 35: Angus and the Long Goodbye / -pation “Hi,” he says, smiling softly at me. “Hi,” I reply, feeling a bit bashful. There is a pause between us. While it doesn’t last long, the silence between us is deafening. “Are you okay?” Angus finally asks, reaching for me. His hand hesitates for a second before dropping back to his side. “I think s-so,” I say, nodding my head slightly. “Your eyes are swollen,” he states, concern in his voice. His eyes are caring, but also confused. “I-I was crying earlier,” I reply, my gaze dropping, not wanting to continue meeting his eyes because of my embarrassment at my earlier behavior. “Beira, I…” he pauses briefly before continuing. “I have never heard that piece of music before.” I look back at him, our eyes locking. “It was beautiful,” he says, his face and voice calm, gentle even, but turmoil still hides behind his eyes. “A bit frantic in places, but beautiful in others. Honestly, I don’t think I have ever heard anything quite like it.” He pauses again, his gaze studying my face for a moment. “And then you ran afterward,” his voice not accusatory, just stating a fact. “Beira, you didn’t have to run,” he says, the volume of his voice dropping as his eyes lock with mine once again. “I… r-reacted. I d-didn’t even think,” I say. “Ever s-s-since my accident, it feels as if I have to w-walk on eggshells because I have to b-be the girl who everyone but me remembers clearly. I t-try not to show it, b-b-but my stress levels are through the roof some days. When I saw the piano, it was like I got t-tunnel vision. Everything narrowed in on it and I had to release how I felt. How I have been feeling for a while, t-to be honest, it was c-c-cathartic. And then, afterward, everyone, even you, were just staring at me l-like I was a stranger... A-and then I-I panicked…” My voice trails off and for a moment there is silence once again. “Well, I was shocked. We all were,” Angus finally replies. “But, no, I didn’t think you were a stranger; I just didn’t know you could do that.” “Neither did I.” Inwardly, I wince because the truth is, I kind of did know, but I wasn’t sure if this body was capable. “You’re still you. This changes nothing.” He smiles warmly. “You’re the girl that I’ve cared about for years.” “Angus,” I start to say, but stop. “You know, I wanted to follow after you, but I wasn’t sure if I should, so I hesitated,” he says, taking my pause as an invitation to continue. “And if it wasn’t for Mari saying she knew where you were going, and also having to stop Izzy from charging ahead like a bull at the sight of the color red…” So, he actually wanted to follow me. I thought I had scared him. I feel tension in my chest release that I hadn’t realized was there. His voice trails off and his cheeks flush. He reaches up, hesitates slightly, then places a hand on my cheek, his thumb gently brushing it for a moment. He smiles the brightest smile I think I have ever seen in my life, and the hall around us seems brighter to me. “Ah,” he says with a little laugh. “So, this is what the Duke was telling me about.” My confusion must have been apparent, because he instantly clarifies. “Beira, you’re glowing.” His face breaks out into a huge grin, mirth in his eyes. “Like, actually glowing.” I step back and hold out my hands, looking at them. Sure enough, every part I can see of myself is faintly glowing. I cover my face, mortified, and kill the light as fast as possible. I’m supposed to keep it hidden. Suddenly, there is a loud crash from somewhere down the hallway at the top of the stairs. “MARI! I SWEAR IF YOU KEEP TRYING TO BRAID MY HAIR INTO TWIN BRAIDS…“ I hear Izzy’s yells echoing towards us. There is a brief pause. “BAD THINGS WILL HAPPEN TO YOU TONIGHT!” There is another crash followed by silence. Angus sighs and shakes his head in disappointment. “Let’s go before she tears the whole house down,” he says, a resigned chuckle escaping. “Oh, and your father told me about the changes to your affinity. You do