Keller

The last time I felt the bond we shared was three days ago. It wasn’t gone. It was severed. It just felt muted. Snuffed.

Like a fire burning that went out abruptly.

You could describe it as a heartbeat heard through water. It was distant enough to be painful, yet steady enough to keep hope alive.

Bennett paced the room like a caged animal, raking his hair like it were the cause of his entire problems.

“Will you stop lying to yourself,” he snapped, dragging his hand ...