I wasn’t able to fall asleep after Seth left, my mind racing with countless possibilities of what could happen as I toss and turn. Will she speak with him? Will she refuse and get hurt? Will Seth give up and come back home quickly? What if there’s an attack while he’s there?
There’s a knock at the door and I open it to find my mom standing there, a sympathetic smile on her face.
“It’s always terrible when they’re gone,” she says softly, walking in.
I nod, closing the door behind her and following her back to the bedroom. She walks into the closet and pulls out a dirty shirt of Seth’s, walking over to wrap me in it and helping me back into bed.
“Your mind is racing,” She says softly, climbing onto Seth’s side of the bed. “I know your bond is so unique, but he can feel it. He as
