The weeks had passed like a breeze, but to Killian, it felt like an agonizing nightmare each day. Every time he woke up to the ghostly giggle of Brynn’s voice or when he rolled on the bed to seek her warmth, he was met with an empty cold sheet and a haunting remembrance of her smile.
Everything didn’t feel right; it hadn’t been since he lost Brynn, and every day he could only go back to those miserable moments and memories. He couldn’t rest unless he drank himself to sleep.
And even as Talia came to his home every single day to comfort him, Killian ignored her; he never once let her get close, not after what happened and what she did. Most days he spent his time obsessing if Damon had broken his warning to him, if Damon had left the South Island just once, because his body was still temp
