Kane
Something was wrong with my Luna. She'd become quieter, more distant. Even with everything going on, she'd still make cynical jokes and sarcastic remarks, but for the last two days, she'd been terribly silent.
Her food was also minimal. Sometimes she'd wrinkle her nose when certain dishes were served, as if she didn't like them.
She went for a walk with Kaysir, and every cell in my body somehow screamed that I needed to go with her.
Call it intuition, or maybe a sixth sense, but I was getting signals that something was very wrong with her.
Every second she was gone felt like an hour, and my heart refused to calm down. Mom teased me, saying I was obsessed with Zara, but she didn't understand how I felt.
This anxiety, this despair, this hopelessness that had settled in my heart, and on top of it all, guilt.
I felt a strong sense of guilt and didn't know how to live the rest of my life, knowing that I had intentionally broken a loving heart.
