BELLO.
A mate?
That was madness. Complete and utter madness, because I felt nothing. Not one thread of connection to the woman standing before me. So what exactly had Conri been screaming about?
But even as I thought it, I knew. I had felt it too. That pull. That sudden yanking at something deep and internal, something that was supposed to respond only to Sasha. Only ever to Sasha.
‘Conri?’ I reached for him, despite knowing what I'd find at the other end.
Nothing.
The emptiness that answered back was unlike anything I had experienced before. It lapped at the edges of me, swelling and contracting, eating at the space where he had always been. Not like a split shift, where we were separated but still tethered. This was a void. Hollow and yawning and growing wider by the second, and it
