KADEN’S P.O.V
I practically knew the entire letter by heart now. I spent almost every waking hour reading the words over again and trying to figure out any hidden meanings to it. There was also the fact that it was her writing and it smelled faintly like her. I could almost see her bent over a desk, scribbling the words. It was the closest thing I had to her right now and the only assurance that she was alive and well.
So far, the only thing I could come up with was the hidden love declaration and the fact that she wasn’t touching Blake because she wanted to but because she had to pretend.
It broke me knowing that she was in that position having to deal with that because I hadn’t found her yet. In the past two days, I had felt that pain no less than three different times and each time, I wanted to kill myself even more. I couldn’t sleep, couldn’t think or even breathe, all I knew was that she wasn’t safe and I needed to get her as soon as possible.
