Cameron's POV:
I didn't really say much to Clayton. I didn't know what to say or what to talk about. I remember everything prior to the ritual but the feeling I got from his touch or seeing him just wasn't there anymore. I felt like I had to push his hand away from me when he tried to brush that little bit of hair away from my face. Even though I didn't feel what I used to feel, it still made me feel empty. I felt like I had this huge void in my heart somehow but I don't know why.
"How are you feeling?" He asked me after a moment of awkward silence.
"I'm tired. I feel like I got run over by a truck." I told him and laughed a little and he chuckled with me.
"Yeah, that's to be expected. You lost a lot of blood this time." He told me as I took a deep breath to try to relax but
