I stood alone in the gyrate of my emotions, dealing with my own loneliness. Victor had left after I had pleaded him to. I felt empty, my insides felt empty, hollow, like someone had ripped out a part of me. My heart had stopped beating erratically, it was getting back to normal but something inside me told me my heart was anything but normal, it mourned for the loss of it's lover too. My soul kept shattering inside me, like someone had took its will to live. My fingers felt lifeless, my skin felt cold, like they lost its warmth. I felt lifeless.
When Victor left me he took a part of me with him. He took everything of me along with him, leaving me with nothing but deep sorrows and pain. He had given me a part of me but even that part felt insufficient without him.
I saw the guards approa
