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Every day was tougher with the broken mate bond, knowing that I could no longer feel Ellen troubled me and it was worse that I couldn't do anything about it.
I was stuck in a goddamn hospital bed and I have no idea how long I'll be here. Every moment that passed, I couldn't help but think about Ellen drastically forgetting about me. My hunch was that Ryker propelled her to do the interview and I hoped that I was right.
I hoped that Ellen was still the woman I knew and not the one the media portrayed. I looked out of the window. It was the full moon, and unlike other nights, Dylan was still down.
The door opened, and Meredith walked in; she was alone and carried a cup of tea with her.
She set the saucer down on my table and sat on the bed. "I got something for you." She reached
