BLOOM’S POV The storm was raging outside as I walked down the corridor. Drenched from being outside, my hair plastered across my face, and my dress hugged my body like a second skin. Aware that it was midnight and I had been working in the rain from evening until now, I walked forward, needing to rest before the day broke, but because my body was weak, my movements were slow. As I walked, my chest began to ache. I ignored it cause it was subtle, but as it got more intense, I stopped so I could breathe. That made it worse. As I sucked in a breath of air, I hissed in pain and fell to the ground on one knee. I clutched a hand to my chest, wheezing as I thought, What the heck is this pain, and where is it coming from? My breathing became heavy and I couldn’t even open my mouth to call out for help. Not that anyone would come anyway. I was thinking that when suddenly I heard a sound. Moaning sounds. Right away, I realized what it was: A connection with my ex-mate. The one who rejected
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