Dear Diary,
It's been four years and I still miss him everyday.
I have no one.
My family won't speak to me, furious with me for leaving so suddenly that evening of the party, everything having got to me and pushing me over the edge.
I had made mistakes, that was for sure, but I thought that leaving was what was best for me. I had never enjoyed my life at the pack, feeling trapped and as if I was being forced into some social norm.
I wanted to live my own life.
I hadn't anticipated how lonely I would feel though, especially after losing him. I thought I wouldn't care, but, I was dead wrong.
I often wondered how he was doing without me, and ever since I had attempted to return and Clara and Dylan had denied me access, I had been watching him, quite content with how he was living his life.
That was, until he met that human bitch.
His so called second chance mate.
He won't be with anyone else- not as long as I'm still breathing.
-A
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