#Chapter38
The sun seems duller through this window, through this smudged and dusty glass. /"I know,/" I murmur, still taking in the sight of it all.
/"Are you not happy with what I have given you? Are you not fulfilled by your mate?/"
Refusing to look back at her, I keep my eyes looking effortlessly out the window. /"I am fulfilled. I am falling in love with him./"
/"Then why are you back here?/" She asks.
/"Because here reminds me of them. They lived here. We lived here together. This is all that's left of them that I can feel, that I can touch. There is an emptiness inside of me, where they used to be, and I thought that maybe being here would make that hole feel filled, at least for a little while. But I was wrong. It only makes the emptiness grow./" I peer back at her. /"I miss them, my parents. I miss what it feels like to have them, and I know that every day, I forget a bit of that feeling./"