Lyla
The road to the Moon Temple at Golden Gates Pack was quiet, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves in the soft breeze. I was at the back of a cab driving towards the pack, although, I wasn't in the right state of mind because I had barely slept the night before and my brain was hot from overthinking.
Right now, I only wanted to leave Blue Ridge, leave this entire world behind and disappear only… a small smile settled on my lips. Ramsey!
He seemed like the silver lining to whatever I was going through. We didn't have the chance to see one last time before he left Blue Ridge yesterday but we've been communicating. For the first time, it felt easy – almost as if there was no break between us.
I felt like I'd been with him my entire life. Our conversations were so natural. I found myself opening up to him, sharing things I wouldn't tell anyone on an ordinary day, and did I mention he's a listener?