Who knew, if she loved him out of pity, love, sadness, or even if it was simply that she wanted to dance with the devil? Maybe just for one night she wanted to feel alive, and not just sitting in her room reading a book.

Her books took her to many places: the forest, a mysterious mans condo, a laboratory, hiking, and even Paris. This time, she just wanted to feel it for her self. She wanted to go out and let out a deep breath. Even though her mind was telling her not to do it, she did it anyways. Just for the faint reason she knew she never would have done it for a million years.

Maybe that's what she loved about him. Knowing she could be anyone, and do anything. Even if it was for one night.