Carly
My eyes are misty as I stare out of the car window from the passenger seat. I miss Caden so much that it hurts, and Everett glances at me from the driver’s seat. His calm expression is one of understanding.
“When you’re newly mated, it’s hard to be apart from your mate, even if the distance isn’t that great. My parents told me it’s because the souls of true mates aren’t supposed to be separated in the first place. They are one and the same.”
I smile. “That’s very romantic,” my attention falls on the raindrops racing down the window, and I let out a pained sigh. “Does it ever get easier?”
“A little,” Sophie says from beside me. “If I’m to believe my grandparents.”
That catches my attention. “Your parents aren’t true mates?”
“No,” her lips form a strained smile. “True mates are
