Chapter 162

• I Miss You
• I stare from my bedroom window into the darkness of the dense forest and the distant mountains, rising like sinister slashes in the night, and try like crazy to feel him out there. Focusing everything I have on sensing him, connecting in some small way, so I can fill that empty void of sadness I have carried with me all day. His absence is like ripping out my soul and tossing it aside carelessly; nothing I have done can distract me from how much this hurts. How much I want him to come home to hug me and tell me everything will be okay. I’m emotionally weary and exhausted and have cried stupidly on and off since I came to our room alone. Hating that it just amplifies how empty this place is without him.
• Since the fog appeared, all parts of our bond seem to be severed, and nothing works, not even being able to feel his emotions or pain anymore. It’s like he’s dead, nonexistent, and I can’t do anything except helplessly gaze for signs of our pack out there in the shadows and grasp onto my love for him and the hope that we can undo this.