[Sylvester]
Glasses shatter, and the table falls over as I jump to my feet. My heart races and my mind pulls in all directions as I struggle to reconnect and find that missing part of me.
She isn't dead. I'd know if she were. The feeling would be deeper than silence, all-encompassing hollowness.
But something isn't right.
Apple. Something has happened to Apple.
A wave of numbness washes over me, starting with my heart and extending out in each direction. The room is suddenly quiet, too quiet.
My mind is quiet as well, which scares me. Since finding my mate my mind has been full of her thoughts and feelings, and the gentle understanding that she is nearby, waiting.
I can feel none of those things now. My mind is woefully, terrifyingly blank.
Rufus' howls reverberate in the empty
