James Pain. Tearing, torturing, stabbing ripples of pain. I couldn't breathe. A black, dark heaviness prevailed in my chest. Ripple after ripple, after ripple pain consumed me. Not shattering me at once and maybe making me stay put. No, torturing me slowly. It felt like a glass that had cut a hole in my heart and stuck. Slowly but surely blood was pouring out and so was my life force, energy, joy, hopes, and dreams... It all was just leaving me. I became more numb and empty with every hour of my life that ticked by. And that piece of glass created pain with every movement, every breath I took. It scraped and itched my heart, but I could do nothing to change the pain, reduce it, or replace it. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep. I felt anxious and antsy. Even training or attending regular work duties didn't make sense to me anymore. Laila was not with me. She saw my wolf, she learned who I really am, but refused me. She rejected me. And that hurt so badly. Fine, she didn't reject me of
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