Chapter Ninety-Nine: Unfair

An eerie agony filled him when he woke up alone in the car. It was stupid that he expected her to be there.

He had fallen asleep with a sense of joy his mother had warned about, awakening to the emptiness in his arms and in an instant, his joy was reduced to an illusion.

Yet again, she left him.

Yet again, he woke up alone when he was certain he had her.

He had gotten nothing, not even a note on her departure—only an announcement from Magnolia two days later that she had decided to visit Mist with her fiancé to work on a project whose end was predicted in a decade; he couldn’t even summon her back to the capital because her arrival had been presented with rainfall that had been journaled by the news team as ‘miraculous’.

She would always leave him whenever he turned away from her, he realised belatedly. Even his dreams were punctuated by her absence.

His days grew heavier and duller the more she thrived in Mist. He lived on her image in the newspaper and their six-month promise. He wo