Derrick’s POV
One week.
Seven days.
One hundred and sixty eight long hours filled with six hundred four thousand, eight hundred seconds of loneliness since the last time I have encountered my mate. Though those numbers could go in either direction depending on just how many hours have actually passed since the last time that we spoke, but that is besides the point…the point is that I miss her terribly.
Hunter has decided to not speak to me at all since I allowed our mate to cry herself to sleep on her hospital room floor, and the silence from him has only increased the loneliness that has been clawing at me with every second that passes.
I have done my best to give Salara the space that she has demanded from me, even if the distance is slowly tearing at my soul, causing me to weaken
