Alora’s POV

I sat in Phoebe’s room looking out the window, my mind drifting towards everything that had occurred recently in my life. 

The sun was shining, after so many days of rain, but I didn't feel the warmth of it. 

My heart ached for Morgan without my permission. I had gotten so used to him already that it was hard not seeing him or hearing his voice for a whole week. 

It's been more than a week without him and I felt like an addict who was going through withdrawal. 

And the ...