The days passed in a blur. There were lots of tears…lots of thinking… and lots of sleeping. My body felt entirely drained and I was tapped out both mentally and emotionally. My heart and my brain were at odds with one another and the bond wasn’t helping. A few times in my despair, I could feel Desmond distantly. Everything in me wanted to find the comfort his touch once brought me, but I refused. I needed to see my way through this without his presence clouding my mind.
My thoughts continued to go back and forth between wanting to understand his reasoning and saying to hell with him and this entire situation I had found myself in. I knew that Desmond’s actions and words were not justified and could never be forgotten, but I also can’t imagine what he felt when he thought I betrayed him a
