Elena’s POV:
The days blurred together, each one dragging on without any real significance. I buried myself in routine, refusing to let my mind wander where it wanted to go. I missed him, but I didn’t want to accept it. Everything I touched recently seemed to remind me of him and I wanted nothing but to be in his arms again.
Well, the good thing was that the whispers and the disgusting stares I normally got, died down after the full moon incident. For the first time in a long while, I felt like I could breathe without everyone’s eyes piercing into me.
Or so I thought.
Today was different. The second I stepped out of the house, I felt it. As I walked passed every group of persons, every clique, whispers followed me, eyes darted in my direction before quickly looking away. It wasn’t li
