Chapter 25 Trent

Trent's POV

Each time I wake up it starts all over again. I wake up reaching for him, but he's not there. I wake up confused because I don't smell him and the place smells unfamiliar. I reach out for him and feel the cold bed next to me.

I wake up and cry when I realize I'm alone again. It's déjà vu, although this time not as bad as the first time. I don't wake up and immediately feel like a part of my soul is dead, because it was.

Losing your soulmate, you literally lose that little part of your soul that they had. It's the emptiest, loneliest, most devastating feeling in the world. I had to experience that every time I woke up. I didn't even need to reach for him, I felt it immediately. I broke down crying immediately without even opening my eyes.

I woke up in the night screaming for him when the pain would return. It's like going through withdrawals. My body was literally having withdrawals from the loss of the mate bond.

That's what happens, whether your mate has died or they