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How can that be true when the only thing that counts to me just walked out that door with one final goodbye? I’ve lost her. I failed. I have nothing else to exist for.

I hadn’t even been able to write for Fable magazine; my editor was still waiting on my newest story that I had yet to submit. I was afraid to open my email to see if she had reached out to me. I’m sure she has… I was supposed to send it days ago. I couldn’t even think about my blog; I wondered how many followers I had lost because of my depressing entries. “I want my friend back…” Ruby whispered. “I’m sorry…” I said in a broken whisper, my voice cracking slightly. “You are right. I haven’t been myself since the breakup. I’m losing grip of what I truly wanted. I’m going to delete my recent blog posts.”

I drove there, desperation clawing at me as I unlocked the door, calling out her name over and over. The silence that met me felt like a slap. No reply, no sign of her warmth or presence. The stillness was unbearable. And the realization that she might be gone—truly gone from my life—filled me with an indescribable ache. The thought of losing her forever shattered something inside me, leaving a hollow, aching void in my chest.

"I have missed you." ━━━━━━

I was left standing, heartbroken and in pain. This is so frustrating. Sky, what do I need to do to have you again?

I knew the void would always be there, a silent ache that time couldn't heal. “We shouldn't –” “But why Oneka? Give me one good reason.” He looked devastated. “I need time to think. I have my issues.” “Alright. But know that I will wait. For you. Always.” Cameron gave me a lingering look, a mix of sadness and understanding. That was all I could bear to see before I disappeared into the forest. Alone in the moonlit night, I couldn't shake the feeling of loss. The unspoken connection, the stolen moments, were now locked away. The longing would always remain, a silent echo of a love that could never be.

“That fire. That edge.” “You sound surprised.” “I’m not.” His voice dropped a little. “I’ve missed it. I’ve missed you.” I hated that my heart stuttered at that. I hated that my fingers didn’t loosen their grip. “Damon,” I whispered. “I don’t know if I’m ready.” “You don’t have to be,” he said. “I just… I wanted you to know I’m still here.” “For what?” I asked. “For me? For a mate who disappeared and didn’t say goodbye?”

Still waiting for me to break. I didn’t. I acted like the didn't exist

Stark and naked in all its glory. What if I can’t fix it? What if I can’t get him back? What if I already lost him, and he just hasn’t told me yet?

Wait I’m not ready to lose you, I admit. I don’t think we’ll ever be ready, Lil but the time is coming. We must part for your soul to be changed. Her words are her parting, everything snapping back to black and quiet as I feel the loss of her.