Chapter 56 Punctured Hearts

• Climbing into my car, I revved up the engine. It sickened me, thinking about where I was about to go, but for my brother, I was ready to cross all the oceans in the world.
• On the way, I passed the street that I had crossed five days a week for the past few months to go to work. But today as I drove away from it, it felt like I was driving away from my home, from a place that I had gotten so accustomed to that it physically hurt just from trying not to look that way. It was like my heart and mind was still there inside that fuscous cabin, only my body ran away, far away from that place.
• My eyes darted to my phone, and I had to employ all my willpower to restrain myself from reaching it and calling Dimitri again. Instead I drew out the pendant from inside my dress and clutched on it. I wondered if he felt the same, if he thought about me, if that burning yearning gnawed at his chest as well. But then a shaky sigh escaped my lips, remembering the bitter scorn in those greys before I saw him last time.