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My brain cannot even come up with the proper word to describe how pissed off I am right now. My high IQ can only determine that the word for what I am feeling does not exist. Not yet. And if Elena keeps pulling s**t like this, I’m going to have to make my own word. Pissed. Livid. Enraged. Seething. These words don’t even come close to what I’m experiencing knowing that my Chosen One snuck out to the Bly Estate by herself to center herself. Whatever the hell that means.
She won’t answer my calls or reply to my texts. Okay, I take that back. Elena sent me one text in reply to the numerous ones Gabriel and myself sent her. My girl told me she’s alright and that she’s waiting for everyone. That only slightly eases my panic. If it wasn’t for Abigail sending a text message telling me E
