Page 60 of Hunted By Wraith

Like my soul had known yours forever. Like we were echoes of lovers from another life.

It sounds insane, right?

The connection I felt—to all of you—defied logic. But I’ve never been one for logic. Nor am I normal.

I read enough books to know how stories like this go.

But maybe I let myself believe in the fantasy.

That it could be real.

That you’d come back.

Instead, you broke me.

At first, it was in the most beautiful way.

But when I woke up and you weren’t there… it was the cruelest kind of destruction.

I want to hate you.

God, I wish I could.

But I can’t. Because the truth is, I let myself fall. I let myself believe.

And somewhere deep down, a part of me thought you left to take your place—your legacy. That you’d come back for me once the dust settled.

But you didn’t. And I have to live with that.

I’ve been out of the coma for three weeks now.

And every single day, I’ve thought about writing this letter.

Even if I never send it, I needed to get out how it felt—howyoumade me feel.

So, I hope, you are getting everything you wanted.

The worst part is… I would’ve done anything for you.

All of you.

You just had to ask.

I turn twenty-four in a week.

And the people I want to celebrate with most… are now just ghosts haunting my memories.

Sincerely,

Selene

My hands shake as I read it again. And again.

She’s alive.

She’s fucking alive.

I grab my phone and call Dario. He picks up on the third ring.