MATE

BLADE'S POV

I certainly had no doubts Evanora was on a mission to ruin me.

Why make promises you couldn't keep? Why say things you didn't mean?

I groaned again at the thought of how she had promised to come to see me the following day only to not show up and one week later, still leaving no traces of herself.

Fine, I admit I said I wasn't going to pressure her. I was going to give her time to adjust and get used to it. But when I uttered those words, I didn't mean giving her time to herself without me being in the fucking picture!

The past week without her had passed very slowly. So slowly it was hard to believe the whole universe wasn't on a mission to make the days longer to worsen my torture.

I tried to get used to it but I just couldn't. Every day I found myself going back to the spot I know called ours to shout, sit and wait for her. With a tiny strand of hope that just maybe she'd miraculously show her face.

My strand of hope was getting thinner day by day as every day of me wai