Imaia Island
Max
Present
Two days, six hours and forty-five minutes since he had been gone.
I looked at my wrist watch and pushed my arm over my eyes, wishing with my entire being that time could move faster and make Callan return to me. I was never not thinking about him. Callan was everything I wanted love to be and then more. His absence had only made obvious how much in love I was with him. I had fallen for him, hard. Like really f*****g hard. The worst part was that I didn't have time to tell him what I was feeling. And now he was gone and all the songs in my Ipad reminded me of him. And every single place was about him. The lemon tree where he had kissed me, the medical supply clothes when we first made out, the dining hall where we had gotten married. I simply couldn’t escape th
