DEL

I hadn’t seen her in... I don’t even know how many days. Four? Five? Six? I think I had lost count of it and I felt so guilty now thinking about it.

It wasn’t like she vanished. She was here in the pack house, somewhere maybe in her chambers.

But I think I had seen her once while I was looking down from the balcony, always slipping past, always quiet. Always gone before I could find the courage to say something.

She didn't yell at me or can't to beg, she didn't even

cry. No slammed ...