It was two weeks already, two weeks since he left me needy and miserable. Two weeks since he said he was going to come back in a few days, and he was nowhere to be found still. Why did he have to come back if he was just going to live again? Do not get me wrong, I was happy that he was alive, but the fact that i didn't know where he was hurt.
Despite me knowing that he was alive, I didn't feel any different from how I had felt when I thought that he was dead, and it got me thinking; did he really die? I had not felt any connection between us break, and we supposedly had a soul connection. Our connection never broke, did that mean that he never really died? If he did die, how hadn't it been like unbearably painful for me, and how was he still alive? What if he died again and that's why he hadn't come back? But I would have felt it, right? I didn't know anymore.
"Master?" Amra's voice jolted me out from my raging thoughts, and I turned to stare at her.
