I drop onto the bed with a flop as I feel Osiah’s body disappear. The wisps of his aura remain, but I know he’s gone. I took a chance. I practically threw myself at him, and he left. He just left me, like what we just did meant nothing. For the briefest moment, I thought I’d gotten through; that he wasn’t going to keep making decisions for me and would give us a chance. He kissed me. He touched me, and it was the most incredible feeling I’ve ever experienced and now… now I feel hollow. I feel rejected and humiliated to a degree that feels crippling.
I curl up in my sheets and let the tears fall as pain spreads from my heart and through every nerve in my body. Devastated, angry, pained tears fall unabashed from my eyes as I curse the man destined to be my other half. Why can’t he just rej
