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I want to die. It’s been nearly a week since Amelia kicked me out of her pack with promises of rejection and each day kills me a little more. Ace has completely stopped talking to me, I haven’t even been able to shift – not that I want to. I’m in a total state of apathy. I just don’t give two f***s about anything; how can I? Everyone was right. I never took the time to understand Amelia. I didn’t even really try. I just kept making one dumb assumption after another and look where it got me. My animai, the person chosen for me by a higher power, nearly died and I didn’t even know about it. And if that wasn’t bad enough, I tore her down while she was recovering from a near-death experience. No one can hate me more than I hate myself right now, it’s just not humanly or supernaturally possibl