Chapter 55

Minutes turned into hours, hours turned into days, and the days slowly bled into weeks. But there were no signs of Kiayra returning. No matter how much I hoped and prayed. I have concluded that the goddess doesn't like me.

I had tried to pass it off, trying to just focus on getting better. I was thinking I could live with it. The truth is that it was weighing me down. I felt like a human, like a sheep in the midst of a wolf pack. I felt so naked, like someone had stripped my coat bare, leaving me vulnerable.

Richard, goddess bless him. He has been trying his best to care for me. But it wasn't easy. I had been pretending that all was alright, but whenever he left for work I would break down crying. And before he came back, I had already wiped my eyes clean, pretending that everything was fine.

The death of my pup weakened me, but the loss of my wolf was worse. She wasn't even there to comfort me, and it was gradually weighing me down, and I was slowly sinking into depression. Food do