[19] Whisked (short chapter)

Michaels POV

I watched as Abigail walked into the portal and disappeared into its shiny centre. The portal dissapearing in the next second until there as nothing left but te empty lonliness from whithin me.

I let my breath go, one I never realised I was holding, trying to calm my shaky hands.

A tear slipped down my cheek as I realised I did not know if or when I would ever see Anna again.

I clenched the green bottle Abigail had given me tightly. Right then and there, I vowed I would see them again no matter what. It was th eonly reason i had to live.

Yes, I will be reunited with my chestnut if its the last thing I do.

I must see my baby, though I am aware I will not be there during her birth since Anna was due to deliver in two months.

I sighed regretting the fact that I would not be there to see the birth of my own child.

"Goodbyes are the worst, trust me, " a voice said.<