It's been two weeks since I've last seen my mate. Two mother f*****g weeks. The longest fourteen days of my life.
My life..
What life?
Everything is meaningless without Ares face. I just want to hear him scold me again. I'm f*****g losing my mind without him. It's starting to get harder to pretend that I'm okay.
I miss him so much..
Over the last few days I started to hope that Jace was really right about Ares. That he doesn't care at all. That my mate is doing just fine without me.
Because..
Because this s**t sucks! I've been through a lot of bullcrap in my life, but nothing has hurt me this bad. I'd take the dungeon with Fredrick in a bad mood, any day over this.
Nothing makes sense. Like literally. I really think I'm losing my mind.
Sometimes I break down in front of the ones
