She wanted to help

"You know, at this point, I am just going to assume you have fallen in love with me," Elliana whispered without opening her eyes to look at who had arrived in her room, making the witch sigh.

"How did you find out it was me? I even suppressed my energies and masked my scent," Leila said as she sat beside her on the stool.

"Well, your presence is just like you. Confused," Elliana whispered.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Leila asked, feeling offended.

"Your energies, no matter how much you suppress them, won't retain my kind of suppression. They give vibes of a mixture of negative and positive turmoil. Just like your heart. You want to act like a bad person, but your heart stops you from doing things most of the time, and now you are dangling between what is even right or wrong anymore,"

Elliana opened her eyes gently before looking straight at the witch, who looked at her without masking her emotions.