It took a whole week for me to be able to sit on my living room's couch and watch TV there without being constantly attacked by Autumn's scent. A whole week, and some still lingers around, but now it's just as faint as an old memory and I kinda find comfort in it.
I wasn't expecting these new emotions to invade me when I saw Grisha's car driving her off the Pack's grounds the day after the party. Part of me was rationalizing it, telling myself that it's for the best, that we had no future together and soon we'd both forget and move on, even with the bond still in place. But the other part, the one I wasn't even aware I had, wanted to chase after her, stop the car and keep her here, even if that meant arguing with her every single day.
But I didn't and now she is gone.
I overheard Van
