Imogen
For months we have been hiding at Claire’s cabin in the woods. Months of feeling their pain, though they can’t feel mine. Claire assured me that much.
I don’t think they will cope if they know how much I want them. I rub my hand over my swollen belly; it is hard and round while I look out the window over the breathtaking scenery. We are high in the mountains, nothing to be seen except the dense forest. It is peaceful here, but lonely. I crave to be back in their arms, crave their touch, crave the smell of them, my entire body yearns to be with them. What makes it worse is being able to feel them. Feel their heartache, feel their anger, feel their need for me. But knowing they are slowly going insane without me pulls at something deep within me. It aches more deeply than I can ex
