Chapter 27 Shattering Truth

• “How are you feeling?” Isaak asks softly as he walks beside me up the stairs.
• I glance at him briefly, studying him for a moment before shrugging. “I'm fine,” I respond dryly.
• I've spent so much time worrying about questions involving him that I never stopped to consider how I'd actually speak to him. For years, he was my best friend, and the day I lost him was the day I lost a part of myself. I spent the better part of two years believing he was dead, only to discover he's been perfectly fine this whole time... it's made me resentful, despite how hard I've tried to simply be grateful he's alive at all.