ANNATORIA
The past two days have been a special hell I didn't expect to experience.
Tuesday and Wednesday, Darius didn't come to the office. And that absence birthed a force that shattered my heart each time I realised he wasn't around.
When the few texts I dropped in his DM were read but ignored, my distraught worsened so much that water left a bitter taste in my mouth.
And to top things off, the usual nightmares tore through my sleep at night, leaving me shivering in fear and fever.
How is all that not insane? How come I'm acting like the reason for my existence is Darius Thorne? I looked for an explanation to help me understand, but found none.
And I hated the situation more because it prevented me from focusing on my mission. All my excitement about that white door was redu
