CHAPTER XIX

Broken.

Cracked like a cup when hitting too hard against another surface, that's how I felt as soon as my feet reached the first step of the stairs that led to my room.

I had just lost my anchor; I was adrift in a world too turbulent to float on my own.

My bed sheltered my cries and the erratic movement of my chest, my lungs were searching for desperate air, the air that I knew would be difficult to take without her by my side.

I don't know how long my heart howled in pain until the benevolent moon goddess gave me a respite in the form of a dream.

Sarah Pv

Head against heart in a battle that reasoning did not even understand.

My boyfriend was a mystical being who until a couple of hours ago I believed was only part of the imagination of a few unwary people who took him to books and big screens.

I heard the door of the house creak when it was opened, a few heavy steps to the living room.