*Arealla*

The month passed slowly. But it did pass.

The time without Marcus had been nothing less than torture. And what was worse was that it was by my own hand and his decision. But while it made it worse, it was also the only thing that kept me sane. We could go back to each other at any time we wished.

I could go back to the Dark Moon. Or he could come here. Well, he probably couldn’t come here. They would very likely kill him for setting foot on our ...