The crushing feeling of abandonment is almost too much to bear. I never used to care so much about being alone… but now I feel… different. I don’t understand what’s happened to me over the past few days, and I’m not sure if I like it. I was always in control. Always in power. And now? I’m just powerless and hopeless. And all because of that boy.
I mean, what are the chances that Drusilla will make it back in time to save us? Even if she’s able to find the answers about the mysterious glimmer, she may not be rested enough to fight a Creator.
It’s just… hopeless.
This is all my fault. This whole mess. And there is no way out of it.
Maybe it’s just better if I leave now before I cause any more damage. I wrap my arms around my stomach, my tattered dress blowing gently in the breeze. I run
