This summer has been the worst of my entire life. The moment that Ozzy and I had gotten a good distance between us and Azai, we felt a pain. It was subtle. Not so painful that we couldn't stand it, but enough to make us cry. Which made me even more pissed off.
A sadness that I have never felt before settled in my chest that day, and it never left. I drowned myself in my mate all summer trying to feel better. As much as I love Ozzy, things have not been the same between us since we met Azai. We still wanted to be around each other, still love each other, but something is missing, and we both know it.
Ozzy begged me almost every day to talk to Azai at the very least. I refused every single time. Azai constantly texting and calling us didn't help at all either. I was furious with Ozzy when
