The pain was indescribable. Not physical.
Like having your identity ripped away.
You're torn out piece by piece.
My consciousness started going with it.
Losing myself in the vast cold of the Tear's power.
Drowning in ice and moonlight and endless silver.
I could feel myself fading. Sophia disappeared.
Just the Tear remaining.
Just nothing.
In the shelter, Erica felt it through our family bond.
"MOM!" She screamed. T
ore away from Helena's grip. "Something's wrong! Something's wrong with Mom!"
Helena tried to hold her. "Erica, you can't—"
"I can feel her! She's—she's disappearing!" Tears were streaming down her face. "I can't feel her anymore!"
The bond between mother and daughter—that unbreakable connection—was fraying.
"Mom, please," Erica sobbed. "Please don't leave
