ris_wandi

In just one night, my life changed a hundred and eighty degrees. My happiness fades with sadness.

That terrible night, I lost my loved ones; Mama, Papa, Pack House.

But before I realized I was alone, Papa introduced me to a man. Someone Papa meant would take care of me. However, there he also left me.

Grow up in solitude. I wouldn't want to know the name of love, mate. Because I am a rogue wolf.

Fated To The Rogue Alpha

If I went close enough that I could hold the leaves between my fingers and the sun was out, I could make out the separate leaves without a problem. But as I was quickly learning, you couldn't get that close to everything.

To describe it best, everything looked blurry now, blended. I often blinked out of habit, as if … if I did it enough, then it would all become clear and everything would go back to normal. But it never did.

The way I saw now meant that a lot of things changed for me. It meant that I couldn't read other's facial expressions unless I was very close, uncomfortably close. I was practically a bat at night, I don't go out after seven. I couldn't make out most street signs until I was just below them, goodbye driver's license. I couldn't read, even if I brought the book so close to my face that my nose was squished against the pages … I tried.

CAN'T READ HIS EXPRESSION BUT FEELS GREATFUL