VIOLETS POV
I stood in front of my mirror, finally finished getting ready. It was eleven already, and I couldn't be more disappointed or scared. All day I'd looked for my mate. I went to every store, every restaurant, every park. And nothing. I even went to the cemetery, only to find the old grounds keeper. That was probably the most productive part of my day; I went to say hi to my Grandma and Grandpa, Dads parents who had died before I was born. I stopped by Gretas grave, updating her on everything. I still missed her cookies, she made the best ones, always sneaking Garrett and I extras when our parents weren't looking.
As it neared nine though, i finally just accepted that I was going through this by myself. I tried to comfort myself with the knowledge that lots of people did, people
