Chapter Thirty-Eight
I needed to get away, that much I knew. Away from everything, away from Josh, away from Chrys, away from everything happening. 542 days came and went, and the more into our abilities we got, the stronger we became, and the frequency of the recollections was happening too fast. Lucas was getting stronger too, and I could feel he was coming.
I promised Josh I would stay in touch, and I didn’t exactly lie. I had full intentions to talk to him every single day, much like we did when he left Haven first, but when I got back to California, I just couldn’t bring myself to talk to him. He must have called and texted me twenty times, and as messed up as it sounds, well- as it is, I ghosted him. I just didn’t know what to say. How to explain he was a big piece of what I needed
