Draven POV
I didn’t.
The words hung on the tip of my tongue, simple, short, yet for some reason I found myself unable to say them.
The pain I suffered from the bond was nothing compared to the longing that plagued me during your absence.
Meals became tasteless during the day and the nights, they stretched into long hours that never seemed to end.
The palace suddenly became too large, too empty.
My phone, previously useless, became my most precious possession in the days you were not here.
I missed you.
I never want to be parted from you again.
“Draven?” She called after I spent too long just silently staring into her eyes, “was the pain that bad?
I cleared my throat and shrugged, keeping my features stoic, “no. It wasn’t. Besides, I was mostly too busy to think about it.”
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