I think I might be losing my mind. Last night, I swear I heard you calling to me. You were screaming my name, pleading for me to rescue you––and I wasn’t there.
When I do finally find you, will you ever be able forgive me for this? For the time you’ve spent in the hands of our enemies?
Did I infuse every moment we shared with enough? Do you know how much I love you? Or is there still room for doubt? Even now, do you question whether I’m coming for you?
Even through all my despair, when I feel as if I can’t take my next breath without you, I hold on to one thing: You won’t allow this to ruin you. When I find you––and I will––you may be battered, may even be shattered, but you will put your broken pieces back together for the people you love. And I’ll be right there to help you.
Even knowing what Cavis has done–against his own will–I hope he’s by your side. Because I know you’ll focus on staying alive for him. You’ve always been so fiercely determined to shield everyone around you from pain.
Your heart is so big, wildcat. I have no right to lay claim to it. But I don’t care. It’s mine. And when I find you, I’m going to prove that to you. Over, and over again.