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Kaitlyn*

Three days later...

Three days without Wesley. Three days without talking to him. Three days without being with him. Three days, lonely without him. Three days empty without him. Three days....

I miss him.

Even though I couldn't admit it to myself, I still missed him and these past few days have been so lonely without him. It felt as if my life has been on its brink and every where I turn to, I imagine him there. My thoughts have been completely occupied by him. Sometimes, I'll think of going back to beg for his forgiveness but then I'll remember that he pushed me away first. For something I didn't do.

So I'd just stick with seeing him on TV.

As for Ray, we've been in touch. My practice was to start next week but I had it postponed to the other week. I really couldn't train like this. Like an empty vessel. And like a person who's lost the most important thing in her life.

Which I actually did.

Cuddled up on my bed, I draped the covers up to my neck when the need to throw