-Cora-
I’m exhausted, but I can’t sleep. My mind keeps racing with the information I’ve found this week, and then forms more questions than I can handle about the information I haven’t found.
I sneak out of bed and quietly go downstairs to the floor we once lived on. It’s where we were happy, and sometimes, my heart squeezes when I walk by our old room. It doesn’t tonight, though, because I am no longer in a state of desperation. I’m no longer desperate to be close to my mate.
I enter the storage room and make my way up to the roof. It was such a kind gesture from a man who was learning to love me. I had tried to stay away when everything went to s**t because it only reminded me of how he used to care for me, but I needed it. I don’t know how or why, but I am sure that letting th
