#Chapter153
'HIS RELIEF'
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It has been a week since Zara called me and I still couldn't believe that I would never see again. She had explicitly stated that she wasn't going to come back but there was something inside me, a feeling maybe, which said that I would be seeing her soon.
Honestly, I didn't know if I should be optimistic and believe this feeling inside of me, because that would literally mean that I was hanging to a thread of hope. I never said I wasn't desperate for her but I was also a realist.
She was my mate and I loved her. I didn't love her because I needed her, I needed her because I loved her. I know that was quite cheesy of me to say that, but it was true.