The room is deathly quiet.&nbsp; There is no wind or creaks or anything that you might find in the real world.&nbsp; All of time seems to be stopped for this moment.&nbsp; Makayla turns around to face him.<br /><br />"I know you have feelings for me, just as I think I may have feelings for you." Her database tries to make her avatar take a deep breath, followed by a gulp, but her internal coding deems it unnecessary in this environment. "But, I'm not ready, and even though you think you are, you aren't either."<br /><br />*** special thanks to <a target="_self" href="https://deftmonkey.deviantart.com/" ><img class="avatar" src="https://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/e/deftmonkey.jpg?1" alt=":icondeftmonkey:" title="DeftMonkey" /></a> for the great pics and story ideas ***