Ember's POV
The next day was slow, smothering and suffocating, making me feel as if I was stuck beneath a layer of wet cement.
Other times, it felt like I was buried in a coffin underground, with no room to breathe.
I woke up looking extremely sleep deprived, with eyes that were red and bloodshot due to the lack of sleep. The previous night had been spent tearing up my dorm room, in hopes that I could find my journal which I should say had yielded practically no result other than making me frustrated, irritable and annoyed because every hope I had of finding it was being extinguished.
It was the one thing I always prayed to never lose, but now it was gone, along with every single thought I had penned down all my life, including...
The thought hurt too much to recollect, so I shoved i
